Based on a Karen Blixen story, <i>Babette's Feast</i> is a heartwarming tale of generosity in 19th century Denmark. As the film opens, we are introduced to Martine and Philippa, daughters of a charismatic preacher in a tiny Jutland village. Dedicated to their father's work, they turn down the courtship of a Danish officer and a French musician. Decades later, the musician sends them Babette, a refugee from the destruction of the Paris Commune, in the hope that the sisters can shelter her and employ her as a maid. When she wins an annual lottery, Babette decides to put on a feast for her employers, but no one expects the depths of selflessness she goes to. <i>Babette's Feast</i> is entertaining enough, and it gives an idea of just how dull and messy life in Jutland was at this time. The details of the feast will make you salivate and dust off the French cookbook, and certainly the ending will make you say "Aww" in spite of how clumsily it's put on film. Otherwise the acting isn't too revelatory, and the humour is pretty basic (the same joke is even used twice). One professional reviewer said this doesn't aim much higher than a television movie, and I'd have to agree.

Well, <em>'Babette’s Feast'</em> is exactly what it says on the tin, that's for sure. It is a film that I'd personally refer to as 'good', though my interest did ascend and descend interchangeably throughout. The religiously and sing-y scenes were the parts that kinda lost me if I'm honest, but there is still enough there that I had a fine time seeing unfold - the characters for one, and then the final feast itself is decent viewing. Stéphane Audran is the best performer onscreen, I enjoyed her showing. The actresses that play Filippa and Martine, both younger and older, are solid. Beyond them, the rest of the cast all kinda merge into one in my memory as being alright. It's very much all about Audran, I'd say. I do like how the film unfolds and what it has to end up saying, there is charm in there. I just personally would've had it move along at a slightly quicker pace because this does drag a tiny bit in parts; and that's despite it only being practically a 90 minute movie. Overall, though, it's a pass from me.

**_The moment when “Mercy and truth… have kissed each other”_** In a northern Jutland village, two daughters of a pietistic Lutheran pastor are dutiful spinsters by 1871 (Bodil Kjer and Birgitte Federspiel) when they take-in a Parisian refugee who “can cook” (Stéphane Audran). Fourteen years later, the latter insists on banquet for the dwindling congregation and a Hussar general, a former suiter of one of the sisters from decades earlier (Jarl Kulle). A Danish production, “Babette’s Feast” (1987) was based on the short story by Isak Dinesen, aka Karen Blixen, who’s also known as the author of “Out of Africa.” I point that out because this has the same quietly dramatic tone, just transplanted to a family of ascetic rural Protestants in 1800’s Denmark. To enjoy this, you have to be in the mood for period drama along the lines of “Mysteries” (1978) or “Mayflower: The Pilgrims' Adventure” (1979). This is even more mundane and subtle than those, but it’s rich with underlying meaning, such as two opposing things meeting at the table of the true artist for respite, e.g. worldly disillusionment and stiff pietism, Protestant and Catholic, upper-class and lower-class, the experienced and the naïve, bickering congregant and fellow congregant, older self and younger self, etc. I said the movie was subtle, and it is, that is until the third act when a couple of bits are laid on too thic…

Now if you’re not up for a genuine dose of human kindness then this isn’t going to be a film for you. It’s all about the young “Babette” (Stéphane Audran) who has been taken in by a pair of spinster sisters who, despite plenty of opportunity, found themselves tied to their preacher father’s apron strings throughout his life, and who are now living life largely just waiting for it’s end. “Filippa” (Bodil Kjer) and “Martine” (Brigitte Federspiel) take after their father and are deeply religious in a community where the kirk is central to daily life, and so it seems the Christian thing to do to take in the struggling young girl who is fleeing from the slaughter of the Franco-Prussian war. Never thinking for a moment that she would ever be able to repay their kindness, she goes and wins the lottery and that’s when she decides that she will prepare a grand meal for her benefactresses and the village’s great and good. Now we are not talking pickled herring here, this is all going to be proper haute cuisine and so when the finest ingredients for the feast arrive, the village’s staid and gossiping population get all wound up. Such largesse, extravagance and indulgence - and from the culinary hands of a Roman Catholic! Might there be thunderstorms overhead their devoutly Protestant roofs? Of course, as the chatter increases and the day itself arrives, we find that there are quite a few…