Eat Pray Love (2010) Directed by Ryan Murphy
My thinking week has been dominated by an inner anguish. Jeremy Corbyn has re-awakened my interest in British politics. Yet, I've been rather disturbed how aspects of the media in the UK have been treating Corbyn (and not just the-bat-shit-scary right-wing press). I love reading The Guardian but it's been slowly losing me these last few weeks, it's revealed its Tory-lite second skin and it is making me sick. We also have a media in Finland obsessed with covering every syllable that's uttered from the treacherous lips of the NEW GOVERNMENT. Where's the balance Finland? Can't we bring a mandatory ban on reporting anything Sipilä and his cronies say till he kicks out the known fascists that make up part of his coalition? Can't we give equal voice to the opposition for a change? I think democracies are supposed to work like that. Or are we just supposed to let our jaws drop at the numbing awfulness of it all and just kill any resistance to this political-hate-crime? With all this burning rage inside me what possible chance could a piece of powder-puff nonsense like Eat Pray Love possibly have?
|Julia contemplates the harsh realities in an Italian restaurant|
James Franco and Billy Crudup should hang their heads in shame to have said yes to this mess. Are there any redeeming features? Richard Jenkins and Javier Bardem try to add some spark and semblance of chemistry with Julia, but it isn't happening. Murphy, who had made an OK quirk-fest with Running With Scissors has sold his soul to tell this story of Liz Gilbert's passage of re-birth. This new-age-bullshit-fantasy-yuppie-wet-dream is part of the problem. It's like the Tory lie that they're working it out, trust them, it will come. Eat Pray Love never ever feels like delivering the promise of anything. It's for people my age, at some middle age crisis, and it just brings home my new adage: I hope I die before I become the people in Eat Pray Love. Hollywood in all its wasteful indulgence and offensiveness lives here.
Recently I got it in my head that if I would re-watch Eat Pray Love it would be great entertainment instead of painfully and offensively boring. I thought that what felt way under-intellectual in 2010 might be just fine in 2015. This urge went nicely with a need to see more early 2000s movies, like The Banger Sisters (2002) and Something's Gotta Give (2003). Films I had missed when I was 21 because I was too busy lusting after my (intellectual older) boyfriend during yet another long scene in a Spaghetti Western. The other reason I bought Eat Pray Love on DVD (yes, how 2005 of me! but it wasn't on Netflix or any other streaming service) was that I had been watching Elizabeth Gilbert interviews and TED talks on Youtube and I was kind of under her spell. In her recent appearances the writer of the book Eat Pray Love discusses creative work, the aftermath of huge success (Eat Pray Love) and the survival instincts that kick in after failure (the book after EPL). Gilbert has many great sentences up her sleeve.
|Elizabeth Gilbert with Julia Roberts|
|Julia as Elizabeth in Bali|