This intimate look at the burgeoning relationship between two formerly platonic female friends is as much a warm love letter to the city of Los Angeles, seen through the lens of its delightful culinary traditions, as it is a tale is of finding love right where you least expect it — at home, in the kitchen... and the bedroom. From the opening, where roommate Jennifer awkwardly tries to compliment friend and roommate Jill ("You're not fat"), to the soulful kiss they openly share at the end, the evolution of these two reluctant partners' relationship as they fall inexorably into each others' arms is a heartwarming tale you'll remember at least though dinner.
Director Patrick Kineally, who has at least seen a music video, prods the story along like a pirate with a cutlass prodding you off the plank with amusing cut scenes featuring off-the- wall tertiary characters, like the nosy across-the-hall neighbor with her nonstop cavalcade of charmingly inappropriate, overdone gifts, or the handsome boyfriend with an apparent heart of gold who lives only to spread love as far and wide as he can.
The ultimate affect is a dizzying series of vignettes showcasing the growing connection of these two women, a tour-de-farce grounded in the the ingenious device of one's love of cooking without eating and the other's of eating without cooking, as it spins towards a glorious, triumphal act of love and conciliation as warm, beautiful, and crazy as the City of Angels itself.
Tear open a bag of Doritos and watch it with someone you love.
