I was able to catch Julie & Julia this weekend. It was fabulous! Meryl Streep is sure to get a nod from the Academy, and Nora Ephron deserves a prize for melding two books – Julia Child’s My Life in France and Julie Powell’s Julie & Julia: My Year of Cooking Dangerously – into a marvelous screenplay. Ephron also directed the film. Someone give the woman a prize now! I love Nora. Not too long ago, I read her book of personal essays, I Feel Bad About My Neck: and Other Thoughts on Being a Woman. There was something in all of her experiences that I could relate to, but that’s a topic for a different post.
This film about food is a three-pronged love story: there is the love the women have for food and cooking; the love each woman has for her husband, and the love each husband has for his wife. You can’t help but walk away from the film feeling good about these relationships, and I dare you to walk away without a strong urge to make Boeuf Bourguignon (recipe courtesy of Knopf). Since seeing the film I have tried to purchase Julia’s Mastering the Art of French Cooking in two different bookstores. At each store the book had sold out. Apparently, the film has boosted sales. I now have one on order.
If you have not seen The Big Night, your life is incomplete. This film, above all other foodie films, makes you salivate and groan. I still remember how the audience moaned when every course was introduced to the diners on “the big night” – the night Louis Prima was to make an appearance at the restaurant. Your senses will truly be tested by this film. At its end, you’ll not only want to gorge yourself on some extraordinary Italian food, you’ll want to jump and jive to the sounds of Mr. Prima.
Here’s another film that includes fermented grapes – Sideways. Touching and humorous performances make this film worth cuddling up on the couch with a bowl of popcorn.