A noir film for which Hitchcock directed the first reel, but then JJ Abrams was swapped in for the rest. Nose on this is great, a bit jammy but not overso, reminded me of a favorite old-vine gamay. But on the palate, it’s a boring, flat example of a grape which already struggles to do much at this price point. A few brief fruit notes up front give way to a flat middle and long but boring finish. Full disclosure: I’ve always found Montys to be dull, so perhaps I’m skewed. I’m hoping to someday gain an appreciation for them, but tasting cheap bottles is likely the wrong way to do it.
