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Published on Sep 6, 2010
'Eat Pray Love' -- A Long, Tedious Travelogue How far do you have to go to find yourself? If you're Julia Roberts in "Eat Pray Love," based on the popular 2006 memoir by Elizabeth Gilbert, you head to India, Italy and Indonesia, stuff yourself with the local cuisine, soak up the spiritual vibes and finally surrender to a sexy soul mate on the other side of the world. ![]() In the 2006 book, a New York Times bestseller for more than three years, Gilbert, a successful 30-something freelance writer based in New York, chronicles the many details of the geographic and emotional journey she undertakes after jettisoning her marriage. The movie version glides along on clouds of yummy cinematography and spectacular scenery, and the camera absolutely adores Roberts---it follows her every move, and she basks in it. We watch her slurping spaghetti, savoring pizza, saying grace, fretting, sweating, swimming, dancing, drinking, laughing, biking, hiking, meditating, petting an elephant, trying on blue jeans, practicing her Italian. ![]() But we never learn much about her character. We don't know why she wanted out of her marriage or why she ever wanted to walk down the aisle in the first place. We never connect with her, feel for her or feel invested in her emotional drama. She comes off as whiny, self-centered and unappreciative of the good life she gives up to go chasing an ill-defined fantasy of feminine self-fulfillment. Long on eye candy but short on everything else, the movie feels disjointed from its own dizzying, around-the-world, filmed-on-location travels. Chunks of connective dots are missing, as Gilbert simply materializes in each new place, beginning a new adventure and kicking off a new plotline. In one scene, she uncorks a spiel about how chatty and talkative she is---which seems like an odd pronouncement from someone who, just a few moments earlier, had been marinating in silence and solitude. ![]() Several other fine actors appear, then disappear, on the sidelines of Gilbert's passing parade. James Franco plays her Big Apple boyfriend. Billy Crudup is the befuddled husband she drops like a piece of baggage she no longer wants to tote around. Javiar Bardem is the sensuous Brazilian businessmen who rekindles her passions in the Pacific. But the standout performance belongs to Richard Jenkins, who plays a Texan, also named Richard, with whom Gilbert intersects in India. Just before he walks out of the movie, and Gilbert moves on, Richard delivers a heartbreaking monologue that explains why he's on the other side of the world from his home, and what he's hoping to find there. In two minutes, we learn enough about him to make us want to learn more, to hope for his healing, and to care about how his story continues to unfold. ![]() Too bad "Eat Pray Love" didn't invest some of that honest, naked emotion, some of that meatiness, some of that depth, in its central character. Instead, we watch for 140 tedious minutes as Julia Roberts circles the globe, basking in the glow of Gilbert's experiences, but we leave about as empty as we started. Fans of Julia Roberts and curious devotees of Gilbert's book will probably be the only ones who truly enjoy watching how Hollywood brings this popular book to the big screen and how one of the industry's top female stars plays the leading role. Everyone else will likely find it to be one mushy, meandering, multicultural mope fest. ![]() Neil Pond, American Profile Comments:
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