The film “Chef” heralds the glorious return to the big screen of food porn, a term once ascribed to “Babette’s Feast,” “Eat Drink Man Woman” and “Big Night” but now mostly relegated to the Cooking Channel.
Complete with a chocolate cake contretemps that reminds you of Stanley Tucci in Big Night , Chef can seem like a reheated mid-budget studio comedy, yet the light Favreau-and-friends romp (which morphs into a road movie) goes a long way on charm.
The movie reminded me of other delectable food-focused fare such as “Big Night” and the animated “Ratatouille.”
"Chef" is the food movie for the food truck era, a film that doesn't appear to be headed for classic status in the vein of "Big Night" or "Eat Drink Man Woman," but which taps into the zeitgeist in an assertive, interesting way.
Even without that comparison, Chef very much deserves to join Big Night and Dinner Rush in the canon of great American food movies.
It's a return to form deserving of a place alongside culinary classics such as Big Night and Babette's Feast.