Julie & Julia
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Fish Tank
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If you love food, as I do — I even get excited about the meal trolley on planes, and count the number of aisles before it is going to get to me — and if you love Meryl Streep, as anyone in their right mind should, then you are probably already thinking you are going to totally love Julie & Julia, and while you are right, you are only half right. Look, it’s a nice movie and it’s a gentle movie and it’s an old-fashioned movie, and it gives the recipe for beurre blanc, which is never a bad thing, but it suffers just as The Devil Wears Prada suffered: when Ms Streep isn’t on screen, it dies a death and drags horribly.
Written and directed by Nora Ephron as a comedy-drama, it’s based on two sets of memoirs: that of American food writer Julia Child (Streep), who introduced American housewives to French cuisine in the early Sixties, and that of Julie Powell (Amy Adams), a New Yorker who, in 2002, started up a blog documenting her efforts to cook her way through all 524 recipes in Child’s Mastering the Art of French Cooking in 365 days.
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