Friday, September 22, 2017

Babettes gæstebud (Babette's Feast)

Nothing sensational, cataclysmic, outlandish, inflammatory, no hooplas, aggrandizements, emoticons, bells and whistles, just simply steeped humble self-sacrifice graciously adorned, artistically respected, the shock of the indulgence subconsciously placated by years of habitual camaraderie, as the unassuming gregariously gather to uncharacteristically try something new, a world class multiple course meal prepared by the exiled apotheosis of authentic French cuisine, peacefully and modestly living with two beautiful unmarried once sought after religious sisters, a revolutionary remonstrance content to quaintly struggle who expounds the extraordinary by crutch, crépuscule, or chrysanthemum, ready to express her boundless gratitude, joyously importing refuge.

Assertive timidity.

Stoic intention.

A suitor, no, not a suitor, a patron, yes, a potential patron, himself a world renowned hypnotic, who miraculously facilitated her exodus out of respect for exceptional talent and devotion to social artistry, leaves a lasting impact even if his objectives were extinguished.

Another suitor, an actual suitor, having abandoned his pursuit decades earlier, apprehensively sits down to dine, pondering whether or not his world achievements were indeed worthwhile, or if psychological salvation, bucolic peace of mind, would have been alchemically manifested if he had surrendered to unrequited love.

To a life of fulfilled obscurity.

Babettes gæstebud (Babette's Feast) resplendently celebrates immersion and ingenuity by brilliantly settling down to cut and dry community.

As cultures digestively mingle to tolerate through mutual cooperation, discourses of the immiscible asymptotically approach convergence.

To accept, to permit, to question, to splurge, devout inhabitants of a remote Danish village spend one evening of their lives dramatically immersed in the warmth of the supernaturally quotidian.

A comment on the excesses of the French Revolution which freely examines spiritual aspects of social democracy (a suddenly wealthy chef spends everything to enrich impoverished lives for an evening), as well as an attempt to exemplify undeniable artistic veracity, lets everything go to theoretically merge with unconscious levity, choosing peace as a representative of sustainability, culinary assemblies, as heralds of the sublime.

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