Watching this film, you could be forgiven for thinking it was produced by a government-owned tourism bureau. But this is the story of single malts, and those who have devoted their lives to the stewardship of an art form, none more so than Jim McEwan of Bruichladdich Distillery.
If there is a sour note in an otherwise sweet film, it is intentional; like pairing a dram with a lime wedge. The taste of bitterness comes through when the distillers talk about the impact of high taxes on their products. Like their cousins in the American South, these men and women find themselves and their livelihood at the mercy of government and its insatiable need for revenue.
In the end, I envied the characters' - make no mistake, they are "characters" in the best, most playful sense of the word - passion for Scotch, and looked forward to my next opportunity to pour a golden glass.