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Julie, Julia, and the three of us

I realised that Julie & Julia was playing at my friendly neighbourhood multiplex after all, so I caught the movie on Monday at 11 am. I also realised that I didn't need to be in such a tearing hurry because the movie hadn't begun, even though I was 10 minutes late. And that, apart from me, there were just two other people in the movie hall!

So we settled down to a languorous mid-morning feast of the senses - Julie, Julia and the three of us! Just a minute into the movie, and our senses were assaulted by the sight of food glorious food. Meryl Streep and Stanley Tucci in a French restaurant making orgasmic sounds over bites of delicious fried, in loads of butter I'm sure, fish!

The movie is based on two books - My Life in France by Julia Child with Alex Prud'homme, and Julie & Julia by Julie Powell. I didn't particularly enjoy the Julie Powell bit. Frankly, her story pissed me off. More so after I came back home and checked out her blog, the one that shot her to fame. I couldn't finish reading a single post. Not even one. How someone like that could land a book deal, I'll never understand. In her own words, Julie Powell, is "everything that's wrong with the publishing industry today." It's seriously the most boring food blog I've ever skimmed through and worse, no pictures. Not a single one!

I really enjoyed the Julia part of the movie and I'm going to try and get my hands on the book asap. Funnily enough, I could identify more with the Julia Child of the early 1950s, cooking and living in France with her diplomat husband! It just seemed so much more real and true to the heart. In my opinion, it should have just been about Julia. That way I could have sat through the entire movie without nodding off during the whiny Julie bits.

"Julia, you are the butter to my bread and the breath to my life."




"I'm Julia Child. Bon appetit!"

The Cloudcutter

7 comments:

The knife said...

I loved the film ...and oops, I must confess that I liked the Julie track too. And could relate to it. Er, where are my G I Joe's again?

Was meaning to check out her blog but didn't get around to it. Must. maybe technicolour added a lot more to it than in real life

Pat said...

Julie Powell, is "everything that's wrong with the publishing industry today."
To that I would add Katy Price aka 'Jordan' who has had 23 books published - all ghost written.
I haven't seen the film but would be interested to see it having read your post.

Guyana-Gyal said...

Publishers go for books that they think will sell most. Whether those books are well-written or not. I don't know what that says about the reading public.

If you want to see really good films, check out Brazilian films [with English subtitles, of course]. Man, those people are gooooood.

Sheesh, powercut again.............

The Cloudcutter said...

@Knife - You're right, the movie made her seem so much better. Check out her blog (type julie powell in google and click on the blog at salon, the other blogger one is newer) to see what I'm talking about. I loved the Julia part a lot! I want all those lovely pots and pans and that beautiful big kitchen and most of all I want Stanley Tucci as my husband :-)

@Pat - Those were her own words on her blog. Even she was surprised that she got a book deal! Do watch the film for Meryl Streep and a pleasant walk down memory lane in 1950s France.

@GG - Unfortunately, it says a lot about the reading public! But sometimes, I think agents and publishers underestimate readers and end up being way off the mark.
Oh I love Brazilian movies, any movie with English subtitles actually. My DVD collection could rival those of the 2 world movie channels we have here!

The knife said...

I entered the theatre as Julia began the walk in the French market. Took me back immediately to ous recent Swiss trip. That's when a Hindi song track came on by mistake. I thought Yash Chopra was in the projection rooom

Will check out the blog

The Cloudcutter said...

@Knife - Oh lucky you, I wish I could take a walk down those lovely little markets with all their fresh produce! And LOL @ the Hindi song. I read your post about the movie last week and had a good laugh.

Guyana-Gyal said...

Speaking of Brazil and India...and Indian songs...

One night, I was teaching a Brazilian family English. We're at the dining table upstairs.

Suddenly, from downstairs, I hear a popular new song. It's Indian.

The men downstairs are watching tv, Brazilian soap...novella.

Apparently, the story goes from Brazil all the way to India.