When I was younger my dad had come back from a trip to Japan and he tool me to try Sushi for the first time. There was only one place in Philadelphia (Hikaru) that sold sushi at the time since it was far from popular. I totally fell in love. Not just with sushi but with the Japanese culture of obsessive and relentless pursuit of perfection. I started to try to do things the same way all the time and would force myslef into physical tests of concentration and endurance in hopes to be ‘more japanese’ (whatever that meant).
This movie “Jiro Dreams of Sushi” follows Jiro Ono who has spent his whole life following this code of conduct in pursuit of being the best sushi chef in the world. And of course he succeeded. At 85 he has a 3 Michelin star restaurant and is considered the best sushi chef in the world. But yet he continues because he knows nothing else. Which is what should make the movie a tiny bit sad because you would wonder what else there is in the world for him other than this. Interestingly it’s not sad. This is his calling and he’s happy with his life.
Anyway, I’m not going to go into the details of the plot and the story about his sons, etc. What I’m writing this for is to tell you these 2 things :
1) If you aren’t a fan of sushi, you don’t want to see this since you will be bored. If you are a fan, you will love it because of reason #2
2) The only thing this film accomplished is to want to make me plan a trip to Japan just so I can eat in this restaurant. I would be happy to just fly 24-36 hours to Tokyo, eat, and then head back home. It looks that good to me.
Also as a postscript, it’s really sad to know that in the world and in America in particular, there aren’t stories like this. Where there are apprentices who work for 10+ years before they get to be promoted to assistant chef. Where people care about doing the best in their chosen jobs. We need more of that.