So, when I checked this movie, Mostly Martha, out of the library last week, I knew I was in for a treat. Why? Well, it was something about how the librarian clutched the movie in her hands and rolled her eyes back in her head and said, “I LOVE THIS MOVIE! I would watch it again and again.” In my experience, librarians are usually pretty spot on about what’s good and what sucks–even movies.
So, yeah, I loved it. Let me first say, though, that I’m in a bit of an emotional space right now. But then I’m PMSing–so EVERYthing is making me cry–even Moonlight for Valentino, which I caught on television yesterday AND Stepmom, which was also on yesterday. Are you starting to get an idea of my day yesterday? If you’re thinking sitting in front of the television, wrapped up in a blanket weeping, you’ve pretty much got me nailed.
But Mostly Martha was special. First of all, it’s a food movie. The main character is a chef and her love interest is a chef. Second, it’s got an adorable kid in it who sort of reminded me of Scarlett Johansson’s character in Manny and Lo (which is a great movie–see that one as well). Finally, it’s beautiful–there were some scenes where Martha is walking and snow is falling that are sublime.
But mostly it is the story that killed me. It was layered and fascinating and I felt a real kinship to the obsessive-compulsive Martha. I don’t want to say too much about the plot as I’d rather not spoil it for you, but if you like food and you like to cry, this is one you won’t want to miss. Oh, and for some reason I found the kissing scene in this movie one of the sexiest kissing scenes ever and usually I hate kissing scenes because I am mental age 12.