Text Size:-+

Book Review: The Psychology of Wine by Evan and Brian Mitchell

psychology_of_wine_cover.JPGReview by W. Blake Gray

I hate this book.

I hate this book primarily because its title is misleading. Though one of the authors was once a psychologist, there's very little psychology here.

If it were titled, "Logorrheic Lit Major/Sommelier Muses On Wine And Literature," that would at least be truth in advertising. Psychology is a science; this book has no charts and graphs, but it does have 298 footnotes, most of them to books of fiction or literary analysis.

Even if it were better titled, I would still hate this book, because I hate the writing style. The Australian authors, son-and-father team Evan Mitchell (lit major turned sommelier, and apparently principal writer) & Brian Mitchell (former psychologist, now a management consultant), never use a single phrase when a paragraph or two could do. And they never miss a chance to cite Plato or Lewis Carroll or other noted authorities on winemaking and psychology.

Wow, boys, you read a lot. Good for you!

Then there are the personal sections. This is from page 38, at least 20 pages after I began wondering if these guys would put any psychology into The Psychology of Wine:

"Dinner in New York, with an old friend from Sydney I hadn't seen for years. Not really an old flame, since any combustion had been wholly one-sided. She'd moved there at the time I'd been carrying an entirely unrequited torch for her. A kiss hello at the bar, just the slightest brushing of lips, still enabling me to taste cherry with an intriguing bitter note. Put me in mind of a pinot. (She liked pinot. I knew that from our very first lunch, an excellent Mount Mary wine, which had echoed the shade but not the flavor of that day's lipstick.) I ordered a damn fine Rully (at a damn fine price.)

Two days later, in the cab to JFK Airport, her face in the dinner candlelight came to mind. A mind's-eye portrait. I didn't wonder what she was doing at that moment, since I believed I knew. She was at the Museum of Modern Art (MOMA), at the Picasso portrait exhibition. I'd given her a spare ticket (they came as part of a deal I'd had with my hotel). Picasso painted the women he loved through his life -- and clearly continued to paint them when love was well on the wane. You could chart the disintegration of yet another marriage by each wife's representation turning more sinister and insectile."

I'm going to skip the next 3 1/2 paragraphs, in which we learn the authors have seen the sculpture of Alberto Giacometti and the films "Dead Ringers" and "Brideshead Revisited."

"... And thought too that I wished I wasn't leaving in two days. A phrase from an early Ian McEwan short story voiced in my mind -- 'Overwhelmed with nostalgia for a country I had not yet left.'

I don't know if my friend's expression, as we parted from each other, was knowing or teasing. I could still taste the wine on my tongue. So, I knew, could she. I stood there unable to move forward towards her. My hesitancy made this pause seem interminable, I couldn't collect my thoughts, further distracted by another phrase from another McEwan story -- 'in the pallor of her upturned throat he thought he saw from one bright morning in his childhood a field of dazzling white snow which he, a small boy of eight, had not dared scar with footprints.'

I recalled that our very first lunch had ended very much the same way, with my timidity and vacillating intent."

I'll stop there because I can't stand typing this blather anymore.

Words of advice to lit majors everywhere: encyclopedic knowledge of Ian McEwan's short stories is not especially sexy, even to Ian McEwan. And event tickets you're not using aren't the world's greatest gift; believe it or not, the recipient might not use them either.

I suffered through the whole book like this, wanting to talk back to it. There is just so much pretentious crap here that has nothing to do with wine and everything to do with ego.

Another example: I just flipped to a page at random and here's what I found:

"And to return a moment to Flaubert -- his protestation is, such is his genius, really the greatest proof against itself. The ultimate perfectionist of language, his own words don't lumber ridiculously as his so-rich image would have it, but do indeed soar to the heights of revelation."

Bully for Flaubert! But what does it have to do with wine? Or psychology?

And would it be too much trouble to take pity on readers occasionally with a sentence like this one: "Flaubert was a genius: a revelatory writer and a perfectionist of language"? It still isn't relevant, but at least it isn't fluffed up with useless verbiage like an undergrad paper with a minimum word requirement.

What really ticks me off about this overwrought, anti-scientific book is that I'm fascinated by the psychology of wine.

Example: Often I'll bring a mediocre bottle of wine to a party and let everyone taste it. Then, when they've finished knocking it, I'll tell them it cost $75. I don't have to lie, because I get plenty of mediocre $75 wines. Most people will taste it again and reappraise it upward. To me, that's interesting (and a pretty good use of $75 wines I know to be mediocre.)

I'd like to see a scientific analysis of the phenomenon -- you know, controlled experiments, quantifiable results. But without a McEwan or Flaubert reference, it would never interest the authors of this book.

I'd like to read a book about topics like these: Do people taste wine differently if they see the label? Does wine taste differently with different music playing? (Hint: yes.) Would different color wallpaper make wine taste different? Can a topic of conversation change the perception in the taste of wine?

How well can we actually remember taste profiles from years ago? Does taking notes help or hinder your palate memory? Do women experience wine differently from men? Do people experience wine differently as they age?

The problem is that because this ego trip has taken the most straightforward title, "The Psychology of Wine," it will be hard for any real psychologists to publish a real book on the topic. So I'm back where I started: I hate this book.

I'm reminded of a section of a video of a speech by Derrida ....

Evan Mitchell & Brian Mitchell, The Psychology of Wine: Truth and Beauty by the Glass, Praeger, 2009, $33.67 (hardcover)

W. Blake Gray lives in a glass house, as he has just published his own book about wine, "California Winetopia." His cockiness in hurling this stone of a review may be because it's in Japanese language only. But one may strike back with McEwan and Flaubert references on his blog, wblakegray.blogspot.com.

Buy My Award-Winning Book!

small_final_covershot_dropshadow.jpg A wine book like no other. Photographs, essays, and wine recommendations. 2015 Roederer Award Winner.Learn more.

Follow Me On:

Twitter Instagram Delectable Flipboard Pinterest

Most Recent Entries

How to Help Lake County After the Fire Wine and Words in Three Volumes I'll Drink to That: Robert Bohr of Charlie Bird Vinography Images: Over a Barrel Warm Up: Sicilian Wine I'll Drink to That: Salvatore Geraci of Palari Vinography Unboxed: Week of September 27, 2015 Wine News: What I'm reading the Week of 9/27 The Lodi Zinfandel Revolution Continues I'll Drink to That: Master Sommelier Guy Stout

Favorite Posts From the Archives

Wine Will Never Smell the Same Again: Luca Turin and the Science of Scent Forlorn Hope: The Remarkable Wines of Matthew Rorick Debating Robert Parker At His Invitation Passopisciaro Winery, Etna, Sicily: Current Releases Should We Care What Winemakers Say? The Sweet Taste of Freedom: Austria's Ruster Ausbruch Wines 2009 Burgundy Vintage According to Domaine de la Romanée-Conti Charles Banks: The New Man Behind Mayacamas Wine from the Caldera: The Incredible Viticulture of Santorini Why Community Tasting Notes Sites Will Fail Chateau Rayas and the 2012 Vintage of Chateauneuf-du-Pape A Life Indomitable: The Wines of Casal Santa Maria, Portugal Bay Area Bordeaux: Tasting Santa Cruz Mountain Cabernets Forgotten Jewels: Reviving Chile's Old Vine Carignane The First-Timer's Guide to Les Trois Glorieuses of Hospices de Beaune

Archives by Month


Required Reading for Wine Lovers

The Oxford Companion to Wine by Jancis Robinson Wine Grapes The World Atlas of Wine by Hugh Johnson to cork or not to cork by George Taber reading between the vines by Terry Theise adventures on the wine route by Kermit Lynch Love By the Glass by Dorothy Gaiter & John Brecher Noble Rot by William Echikson The Science of Wine by Jamie Goode The Judgement of Paris by George Taber The Wine Bible by Karen MacNeil The Botanist and the Vintner by Christy Campbell The Emperor of Wine by Elin McCoy The Taste of Wine by Emile Peynaud