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:: Eat Pray Love

One woman’s journey around the world to Eat, Pray and Love. After a painful divorce, Elizabeth Gilbert sets off for a year of self-discovery. Written originally in every detailed moment, in 2006’s autobiography of the same name written by Gilbert. Already a successful writer (one of her articles was turned into 2000’s Coyote Ugly), she funded the trip by her advance for the book she planned to write (which was left out in the movie, leaving movie-goers no doubt wondering how she managed this grand, year long trip without working once). Julia Roberts plays the broken woman in search of herself.

The movie made it seem as if the cracking point for Gilbert was the fact her husband wanted to return to college to study. Otherwise, she had a perfect life: a loving husband, great friends, vibrant social life, a lovely house. This was confusing because surely that wasn’t the catalyst (and if so, if Gilbert is really that selfish and can’t stand the fact that her husband wants to study…).

She starts the year in Italy where she learns Italian and eats gelato and spaghetti. She then moves on to India where she prays. Lastly, she spends time in Bali where she learns to love again. I felt it dragged at some parts; at the beginning I just wanted her to get on with it and in Italy I just wanted her to move on.

The scenery, clothing and the cast of characters were amazing, beautiful and loveable (in that order). Eat, Pray, Love shows that it’s possible to reclaim yourself. You don’t need to be defined by possessions or partners (“My whole life in twelve square feet,” Liz jokes as she leaves her possessions in storage. “You’d be amazed at how many times I hear that a day,” says the storage guy. “And then they never come back

The novel has revolutionised millions of women across the world and I have no doubt the movie will do the same. I wanted to take Liz’s journey and discover myself; it made me question my life and what I was doing with it. It wasn’t only Liz’s journey that you care about, a whole host of characters (such as the lovable Richard (whom I am very sad to discover via Gilbert’s website has since passed)) are each on their own journeys, and you learn from them you don’t need to travel to discover yourself – you just need faith. Oprah started the fad (after selecting the novel for her book club) and now Roberts continues it.

You don’t need to be religious to enjoy the film or even take something away from it, but you do need an open mind and perhaps even the want to make things better for yourself. And now I must be off; I have to book a flight to India.