Burnt

A master chef (Bradley Cooper) who had reached a pinnacle of his craft years before in Paris, attempts to redeem himself after drugs, women, and other self-destructive behavior burned a lot of bridges. Now clean and sober, he goes to London to renew old acquaintances and assemble a Dream Team of cooking, with the goal of achieving the elusive three Michelin stars, the highest rating for a restaurant. Standing in his way are echoes of his past and the obsession with individual perfection that could be his worst enemy.

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Aside from talk of vomiting, offscreen violence that results in some sore-looking wounds, and miscellaneous sensuous and angry behavior, most of ClearPlay’s work in Burnt comes in editing profanities, the vast majority being the F-word. There is still psychological violence in the form of tirades, making it indigestible for younger viewers.

Is it feast or famine in Burnt?...

A quick look at me will probably reveal that I’m a fan for movies about food. Though Burnt does its darnedest to present the main character as unsavory, Cooper lends him a palatable flair. There’s nothing particularly new on the menu here, but its culinary tropes hit most of the right flavors.

Marty Nabhan, ClearPlay Gourmand

Rated R for language throughout; 101 mins; Directed by John Wells