Sure, there are shots of sole being filleted, scallops being diced, shallots caramelizing in a pan, garlic mashed potatoes being whisked and filet mignon steaks browning on a hot plate while being sauced over. But Wells’ Burnt puts the focus on Jones (Cooper) and his tantrum-laden temperament that’s apparently justified by the fact that he can cook better than anybody.

While the food and the actors involved looked good and come close to creating a gastronomic orgasm, the angst-ridden dynamics of the drama don’t manage to steer clear of melodramatic flourishes and dissentious familiarity of genre staples in it’s relapse and recovery route. And yeah, Jones is presented as someone gifted and terribly behaved and it’s not a sight that can be forgotten easily..even with all that heavenly gastronomical window dressing on display!