I am not drinking any f*cking merlot!

I started to appreciate the life of wine, that it’s a living thing, that it connects you more to life. I like to think about what was going on the year the grapes were growing. I like the think about how the sun was shining that summer and what the weather was like. I think about all those people who tended and picked the grapes. And if it’s an old wine, how many of them must be dead by now. I love how wine continues to evolve, how every time I open a bottle the wine will taste different than if I had uncorked it on any other day, or at any other moment. A bottle of wine is like life itself—it grows up, evolves and gains complexity. Then it tastes so f*cking good.

Maya (Virginia Madsen), Sideways

Perhaps falling victim to all its hype and buzz, we ended up seeing the latest hot indie flick Sideways yesterday afternoon with a couple of our good friends. (The first movie we’ve seen in a theater since The Incredibles, mind you. Yes, we have no life.) But perhaps just a little to my surprise, it turned out to be a great little movie—very sharp and downright hilarious in spots. Since the movie is set in the California wine country, it also brought back some pleasant memories of our recent vacation in that area—of course, it also made us want to go back there that much more… oh well.

My only complaint about the movie: We got to (read: had to) see Thomas Haden Church’s bare ass, but not a single scene of Virginia Madsen nekkid to be found. It just doesn’t seem fair, if you ask me.

Follow-up (Feb 20, 2005): I guess it was only a matter of time: The Santa Barbara Convention and Visitors Bureau is taking advantage of the popularity of the movie and is now offering a self-guided tour of various locations shown in the movie. A pretty good idea, if you ask me. If I could get out to California right now, I’d be so on this.