David B Morris
2 min readNov 2, 2024

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I have to tell you because I know you'll take it well I always thought that The Menu never worked for me, and it is about the character of Ralph Fiennes more than anything else.

I think its the scene where he has this conversation with Anya-tAYLOR Joy after learning she's a prostitute and he says: "I'm offering you a chance to die with the service instead of the guests." But that's the same thing," she points out. "No it isn't, right?" YES chef.

I get Fiennes character is insane and that the revenge he's exacting on the rich people may be deserved. But that means you have to ignore the fact that he's essentially brainwashed a bunch of people to committ mass suicide along with them - and they all seem perfectly happy to do it. For a film ostensibly about the service taking revenge on the one percent, the idea that this man - who is less we forget, a multi-millionaire himself - has essentially brainwashed a bunch of poorer people who have worked wiht him for years to kill themselves at the end of the night (spoilers) IN THE SAME ROOM WITH THE RICH PEOPLE, there's a disconnect that doesn't make sense.

As a social comedy, it's not very sharp: this isl, after all a rich white man who at one compares himself to Dr. King and the rich African-American just let it go, who lets an innocent college student die because she went to Brown and who has brainwashed a maitre'd so completely she wants to kill Anya Taylor Joy because she's taking his place dying with the service.

This movie is inferior to the work of Jordan Peele when it comes to social comedy, it's musical tones are off-putting when it comes to Ari Aster and compared to the deeper questions in so much of Alex Garland's work, it's not even close. As a horror film it's gory but neither suspenseful nor scary. As a comedy it doesn't work well as a satire or even with many of its jokes. There are I acknowledge a lot of great ideas here, but Taylor-Joy's right at the end. I don't like the food. All of it is an intellectual exercies and at the end of the it, I was still f---ing hungry.

I don't reject your opinion and I do see why you have it. I just can't in good conscience agree with you this time. I hope you don't take this so hard you imitiate Nicholas Hoult when Fiennes rejects his cooking. (And by the way, that whole character arc made even less sense then most of the film.)

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David B Morris
David B Morris

Written by David B Morris

After years of laboring for love in my blog on TV, I have decided to expand my horizons by blogging about my great love to a new and hopefully wider field.

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