Nothing Noble: Techno music, camera quirks and contrived plot twists sink Nobel Son

So, you’ve been invited to a holiday feast. You ask if you can bring anything and your host replies, “Oh, just bring a bottle or two of wine.”
You say “sure,” then gulp – visions of thousands of kinds of wine on shelves give you a little sweaty palm. You’ve approached these thousand of bottles before and found yourself, sort of, confounded.
There are a couple of pathways out of this conundrum.
You could just grab some PBR and tell your host you ran out of time -problem is it’s not true.
So let’s eliminate the easy out and bump it up a notch or two.

So, you've been invited to a holiday feast. You ask if you can bring anything and your host replies, "Oh, just bring a bottle or two of wine."
You say "sure," then gulp - visions of thousands of kinds of wine on shelves give you a little sweaty palm. You've approached these thousand of bottles before and found yourself, sort of, confounded.
There are a couple of pathways out of this conundrum.
You could just grab some PBR and tell your host you ran out of time -problem is it's not true.
So let's eliminate the easy out and bump it up a notch or two.

Flavor piled high at Zydeco.Like so many of the best things in life, Zydeco isn’t exactly as it
seems. You wouldn’t guess that behind a modest façade tucked away among
car dealerships on Business 97 you’d find a country-Zen dining room
awash in sage tones and minimalist art or the subtly swanky lacquered
terra cotta bar dotted with colorful specialty cocktails sitting
beneath hanging droplet lights. And the food, too, is unexpected:
high-flown in execution yet completely down to earth in concept and
attitude. And rather than offering Cajun cuisine, as the name suggests
(it’s actually a tribute to a family dog), the menu is American with a
pan-southern emphasis. All around, Zydeco is a series of happy
paradoxes, combining northwestern refinement with robust southern
flavors, urban sophistication with southern hospitality, and upscale
fare served up in impressively southern portions.

Flavor piled high at Zydeco.Like so many of the best things in life, Zydeco isn't exactly as it
seems. You wouldn't guess that behind a modest façade tucked away among
car dealerships on Business 97 you'd find a country-Zen dining room
awash in sage tones and minimalist art or the subtly swanky lacquered
terra cotta bar dotted with colorful specialty cocktails sitting
beneath hanging droplet lights. And the food, too, is unexpected:
high-flown in execution yet completely down to earth in concept and
attitude. And rather than offering Cajun cuisine, as the name suggests
(it's actually a tribute to a family dog), the menu is American with a
pan-southern emphasis. All around, Zydeco is a series of happy
paradoxes, combining northwestern refinement with robust southern
flavors, urban sophistication with southern hospitality, and upscale
fare served up in impressively southern portions.