Eat, Pray, Love attracts crowds of Vancouver women to Park Theatre

"Eat, Pray, Love" has opened in Vancouver, and women last night  lined up from the Park Theatre entrance to the end of the block, waiting to live the journey all over again.


I heard comments in the lineup like, "As we get older it gets worse. There's this, there's that."

And, "I'm with the girls tonight... Doug's off playing golf..."


Inside, a sensual journey through Italy, India and Bali rewarded the crowd with a huge romantic fantasy pay-off at the end. Julia Roberts sails away with sensitive/macho uber hunk Javier Bardem: a match made in middle age heaven.

On the way out I heard, "I don't care what the reviewers say.  They're men. It's a fantastic film."

I'd give the cinematography around the food an A plus.  The story, hmmm.  I'd give it about a C plus.  There are a couple of moving scenes in it.  One, on the roof of the ashram where Liz reaches resolution about her marriage via a flashback where her ex doesn't act like a buffoon at the wedding, but acts like the suave gentleman Liz deserved.  And two, when Liz tells her woman friend over pizza something to the effect of screw it, I'm eating what I like. I don't care if I gain ten pounds.  Her friend is worried about a "muffin top" above the waist. Liz wisely points out to her that no man has surely ever walked away from her when he saw her naked.  And adds, "something to the effect of, he thanks God that he's in the room with a naked woman.  So eat up."  And she does.   Not deep wisdom, but deeply healthy.

My guy friend seemed to be luke warm on the movie overall.  But he loved the scene in the taxi drive when Liz arrives in India.  We can all relate, all of us who have traveled on Indian streets and experienced the consciousness-shifting chaos.

He also liked the Balinese scenes and it made him pine for Indonesia.

We both thought that Liz's concerns in the movie seemed painfully those of a certain class of people who have everything so that nothing is enough.  In the book, Liz's depression takes centre stage for the opening chapters.  In the movie, she seems to be motivated only by post-divorce trauma. Interesting, but not interesting enough to make her predicament compelling enough to sympathize deeply as she suffers through her first days of loneliness in gorgeous Rome.

This sometimes boring, but always beautiful cinematic experience was easy to watch and, correspondingly easy to forget.

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