Based on two autobiographical books, one about Julia Child and the other about Julia Child aficionado Julie Powell. Basically, the premise of the movie is: A frustrated writer who works full time handling telephone gripes for the government decides to blow off steam by "making 521 Julia Child recipes" over the course of a year and to blog about it. This actually happened and opened doors for the writer which might not otherwise have been opened. Eventually she cooks one of Ms. Child's famous recipes for Julia's onetime cookbook editor. The movie cuts between Julia Child learning French cooking in France and the cooking blogger. Both parts of the movie were good. Perhaps either story could have been a movie on its own. Ms. Child's struggle to learn French cooking and to get her cookbook published was intriguing and Streep's depiction of her was spot on, but I enjoyed Amy Adams even more as the frazzled Julie Powell risking her diet, her sanity, her job, and her marriage with her devotion to this recipe-making project. Besides, Amy Adams is, in my opinion, a naturally likable actress. Part drama and part comedy, this move to me was well worth seeing, whether on the big screen or home video.
They (whoever they are) say that if a monkey or monkeys had access to a typewriter(s) (or word processor) they would eventually produce the equivalent of the Works of Shakespeare. The following blog includes subversive and back of the envelope poetry, occasional essays, and sometimes even short fiction.
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