Yesterday afternoon, my dad managed to convince me to go to a showing of “Eat, Pray, Love”. Why a middle aged man asked me to go see a certified chick flick? I have no clue. He usually never wants to see those types of movies. I took him up on the offer since I usually end up watching some swedish new age film with him.
Before I give you my take on the movie, be warned, I will not be kind or gentle, I respect Julia Roberts, please dont leave nasty comments.
First, I’ll mention I have not read the book and I imagine its way better since hollywood has a track record of ruining all books with a few exceptions (like gone with the wind and To Kill a Mockingbird, for example). The movie is is about a woman with marital problems — we don’t ever really understand why — who decides to skip town for a year. She visits Italy, where she eats. She goes to India, where she meditates. And then she goes to Bali, where she finds a man. That’s it. Eat. Pray. Love. It’s right there in the title, so at least it’s not misleading. It’s a travelogue hosted by a white, privileged woman. It’s like being forced to look at someone else’s vacation photos for two-and-a-half insufferable hours while they narrate their empty little epiphanies. It bugs me that the metaphor they used for “letting go” is having an effin pizza! Its like they are feeding the whole theory that eating pizza is “too indulgent”. I’m more moved by the fortune in fortune cookies. I also think this woman needs to not abandon her life and confront it. I do respect Julia Roberts, but shed not some groundbreaking actress in this film, no one is. The only thing about the actors that I have to say is that James Franco needs to call me. I dont know that man, so I’m not sure we’d we should be in a relationship, but man, he’s pretty darn good lookin, so I’ll be fine just being his mistress or something. But thats besides the point. Anyhow, dont waste your time…… and speaking of time, man was it LONG! Almost three hours! I was so hungry after (I cant believe I used to go longer without eating for about half my life!). And lets not forget I had to go pee twice during the film thanks that teeny bladder of mine. I dont think I missed much. This may seem harsh, again dont kill me via computer screen, but it’s a 150-minute big screen bumper sticker, and it says, “Shit happens. Pay attention to meeeeee.”
Maybe I’m just way too cynical, but its not like I dont have a sore spot in my heart for pathetic chick flicks. I loved “Romy and Michelle’s High School Reunion” and even Julia’s “Notting Hill” was semi-bearable, even charming perhaps. But “Eat, Pray, Love” felt more like “I need to EAT, PEE, and LEAVE the theater”. Alas, I never walk out on movies. I used to work as a PA on movie sets and I know a lot of hard work goes into films, so I at least staying to see the credits and give the crew some attention.
What also really bugs me is that everybody is SO facisnated that Julia kept going to interview after interview flaunting the fact that she ATE every single morsel and that she’s “ok” with the weight she gained. I don’t understand why this needs to even be discussed?! Is it me, or did she seem at a perfectly fine weight in the film? She’s thinner than most Americans even with “all that weight she gained”. Complain when you become clinically obese, not when you have to buy a size two instead of a zero.
Alright, there is you review. Once again, I know this movie has legions of vaginas, I mean fans, but I really think it was way overhyped.
Anyway heres a good recipe!
I bought some frozen artichoke hearts at Traders the other day and frozen veggies are the BEST for making mashes, dips, and sauces. So I defrosted about four hearts and blended them with:
-about 5 steamed cauliflower florets
-1 tbs almond butter
-2 tbs yellow (yep, the cheapo kind) mustard
-1 tbs of greek yogurt (didnt really measure but a dallop will do ya)
-garlic and onion powder
I had it on a salad as with as on a tortilla!