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Cult Review
Senior Film Conservator
Honestly, only if you’re a glutton for vintage banter and don’t mind a movie that feels like it’s been sitting in an attic for eighty years. If you’re looking for something breezy to watch on a rainy Sunday, it’s a fine choice. But if you get annoyed by predictable gender roles and people shouting across dinner tables, you will probably hate every single second of this.
Salga de la cocina is basically just a series of rooms where people stand around looking exasperated. The whole premise is pretty thin, and you can tell the writers were stretching to make it last longer than a short sketch. It has that specific, stiff energy you find in movies like Her Accidental Husband, where everyone is acting like they’re performing for the back row of a theater.
There’s this one scene where they’re trying to cook something, and the way they move around each other is just… frantic. It reminded me a bit of the silent slapstick you see in Arctic Antics, except with more talking and way more ego. Why are they fighting over the stove? It’s never really explained, but maybe that’s the point.
The dialogue is fast, almost too fast sometimes. It feels like they were trying to hit a quota for quips per minute. There’s a specific bit of business with a rolling pin that goes on for about 15 seconds too long. You can literally see the actor waiting for his cue to drop it. Classic.
It’s not a masterpiece. It’s not even trying to be one. It feels a lot like The Fall Guy in that it’s just trying to get the job done without falling apart completely. Sometimes, it actually succeeds. Other times, the whole thing just grinds to a halt while two people argue about nothing.
I found myself wondering if they were actually hungry during filming. That’s the problem with watching movies about food, I guess. 🥘
If you watch this, don’t look for deep meaning. It’s just people being loud in a kitchen. Sometimes, that’s all you need.
