Two friends, one is about to get married, the other has been separated for years but still hopelessly in love.
The setting: Napa Valley, wine region of California, a Disneyland of wine.
The excuse: a bachelor party lasting a weekend among vineyards and wineries.
The purpose: to rekindle a friendship? To test its strength? Or just a simple escape, although with a forced return? Or, more likely, solely and exclusively that wonderful and adolescent "nothing, nowhere, no time," where everything becomes special because it is unrepeatable.
It happens that the one who is about to get married discovers in himself more than one doubt and yields to more than one temptation, and the other just brushes the possibility of a new life, a new woman, only to let them both slip away.

Overseeing all the lightness of this plot is wine, of which one of the two friends is a passionate connoisseur. Wine as the destination of the journey, as a measure of people (those who savor it and those who guzzle it), as an advisor and trusted friend, the one who makes you understand if she is the right one ("She, understood as the ex-wife, could distinguish even among the thousand Italian wines"), wine as a person, with character, flaws, virtues. And just like a person, it goes through the phases of life, born in a specific year, youth, maturity, old age, death. It's up to us to listen to its story, and the story of those who caressed it in the vineyard, cradled it in the barrel, sent it, once grown, out into the world. Among us.

Then there is the Cabernet man, he who, like the grape of the same name, adapts to all places and situations, has no big pretensions, does not need great attention, just grows. He is charming, boisterous, fills spaces just as it stuns your mouth and senses. But he is incapable of change, does not evolve, does not grow, does not mature, does not surprise, and after a short time tires you, and you abandon him.

And then there is the Pinot Noir man, a difficult, hesitant man, who needs precise conditions to give his best. "Back roads" are needed to know him, and he uses "back roads" to reveal himself. He may appear fragile and sparse, shy and awkward at first glance, but once he has found "his" place, he will be strong and generous, seductive and enchanting, great already at ten years old, mature and wise at twenty, majestic and stately at fifty. At every age, it will be a pleasure to listen to him and savor him.

It's easy to guess now which of the two friends embodies what in the movie.

But you, have you ever wondered what wine you are?

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