By Daniel Neman
From St. Louis Post-Dispatch
The first time I watched “Babette’s Feast,” I was a movie critic. The second time I watched, I was a food writer.
It’s amazing what a difference a new job title and 35 years can make. The first time I saw the film, my focus was entirely on the quality of the filmmaking, which was extraordinary. When I saw it again two weeks ago, I was all about the food.
I still appreciated the filmmaking, though. You can take the boy out of the movie critic’s job, but you can never quite take the movie critic out of the boy.
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