Eat, Pray and Love.
Director: Ryan Murphy
Cinema: MBO at The Spring, Kuching
It seems like just a while ago that Elysabeth Gilbert appeared on the Oprah Winfrey show. The author sounded extremely excited as she should have, knowing that she really had it made with Oprah loving her book “Eat, Pray and Love”. As usual with Oprah, the hype spread worldwide and well, all the way to my regular bookstore. How many times I was tempted to purchase the book is equal to how many times I didn’t; and why didn’t I? This will remain a mystery, even to me; or perhaps was it intuition? Some things though are bound to catch up with us , no matter how much we try to avoid them. My friend Ratna put her own copy in my hands and of course, I read it and (now I hope I won’t make Oprah and her few millions of followers, mad) I didn’t like it one bit; in fact I felt I was reading someone’s very intimate diary which was none of my business and I felt like a voyeur; at the end of it I was plainly bored with Elisabeth Gilbert’s indiscretions and the pace of the story.
A few months later...
The trailer for the movie based on Gilbert’s story sounded quite promising and I was simply curious to find out if Julia Roberts and Javier Bardem would strike in me the chord which the book hadn’t. I organised to go to the cinema with a small group of friends whom I knew had also read the book (whoops! They didn’t like it either) and of course, Ratna. We went opened minded and very partial to Julia Roberts although none of us really expected an “Erin Brokovitch” and it was just as well we didn’t. We came out some two and half hours later, frankly bored from watching clichés no doubt conceived to make the USA believe that only they have moved on since the 1950s. I
Is it a cultural thing? Or is it Oprah creating waves out of nothing much? The fact is, I won’t buy Gilbert’s next book now in store and should anyone attempt to lend it to me, I’ll pass.