First of all, potential viewers should know that even in this seemingly light and innocuous story, the screenwriter/director, Nora Ephron, can’t resist indulging her political obsessions. In the Julia Child sections, people keep grumbling about Sen. Joe McCarthy, who had either a minuscule effect on Paul Child’s diplomatic career or none at all. A mystifyingly elaborate subplot seems to exist for the sole purpose of mocking Julia’s father — a Republican! (gasp) —who is as harrumphy and reactionary as every conservative in a Hollywood movie. And in one of the present-day scenes, Julie’s boss, completely unprompted, says, “If I were a Republican, I would fire you!”
The office banter sounded wooden to me. Granted, in an office in Boston, there are sometimes comments made about Republicans and such. But, in reality, this kind of stuff is usually left unsaid. None of my bosses would risk alienating anyone here on the account of some stupid Republican insult. As for the other stuff, I'm not going to defend the actions of Joe McCarthy- but It again was wooden and lame. Most importantly though:
the movie doesn’t really have a story to tell. You can imagine how the project got approved: Julie’s blog was popular among twentysomethings (though it’s hard to fathom why from the few brief excerpts she reads on screen), and older folks remember Julia Child, and everybody likes food, so it should have universal appeal. The problem is that it’s basically a movie about a cookbook, and every bit as xciting as you’d expect a film on the book-publishing industry to be.
While I feel that Mr. Schwarz is by and large correct in his assessment of the film. I do think the film deserves credit for not making you want to slit your wrists.
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