Not since Brad Pitt's performance as Billy Beane in Moneyball have I been this emotionally invested in what a character was always eating or drinking onscreen.
In HBO's Mare of Easttown, Kate Winslet plays Pennsylvania detective Mare Sheehan. (Winslet is brilliant in the role.) Like Billy Beane, Mare's approach and understanding of her immediate environment or dilemma is translated through what she's consuming; it's as if the food or drinks become company players in her stage drama. And it's not just food either; Mare vapes and smokes too. Anything she consumes becomes important in the moment. My ears are listening to the dialogue and my brain is processing the plot, but my eyes and salivary glands are licking up the drops of condensate beading down her bottles of Rolling Rock.
The foods become so integral to the Mare experience, to the unfurling of her character, that at one point she's even attacked by a full gallon of milk (it's thrown through her living room window).
For my video essay "Mare of EATStown" I placed as many of these scenes as I could find in chronological order. This is Mare's symphony.