Eat Pray Love – and check your masculinity at the door
July 3rd, 2010 | 
Author: I want to see this movie.
Problems/observations/snarks about wanting to see this movie:
- I swear I’m not gay
- This smells like a Caucasian/Zen version of How Stella Got her Groove Back
- Who’s Julia Roberts again?
- Seriously. Not gay
- Richard Jenkins is biologically incapable of sucking on any screen, large or small
- The filmmakers swapped out the Magical Negro in favor of the magical Indian (dot) dude
- After going back and forth between Scarlett Johannson and Penelope Cruz for Woody Allen, Javier Bardem’s definitely slumming it here (IOW, Julia Roberts, while charming, doesn’t just doesn’t register that way)
- I believe my note in #7 is adequate reiteration that I am in fact not gay
- Obligatory African-American best friend (at least she’s not magical)
- Suspicious aura of cheesy pop spirituality AND pop multiculturalism
- I can only hope there’s at least one scene in which Bardem calls someone “friendo”
Hmm. I may have just successfully talked myself out of seeing this – well, short of using it as a date movie.
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