I have a screening pass to see Julie and Julia tonight.
The film stars Meryl Streep and Amy Adams who are a dream team heaven power combo. I know this even though I haven't seen them in Doubt together. If two actors release one film together and then another shortly after, then they must have good chemistry.
The film is also based on a book by Nora Ephron. I read I Feel Bad About My Neck: And Other Thoughts on Being a Woman and actually found it really empowering and not at all depressing to read. My greatest takeaway from that book was to wear a bikini now. Ephron wishes she had worn a bikini every day when she was thirty. In general, do it now or never, ladies.
Ephron herself is a fascinating woman. She came from two alcoholic parents and has been married three times, including to journalist Carl Bernstein who broke the Watergate story. Through clues Bernstein had left in their house, she figured out the identity of Deep Throat and was one of only a few people in the world to know who he was.
Ephron also interned at the White House during John F. Kennedy's presidency. She wrote When Harry Met Sally and Sleepless in Seattle, which I consider to be two examples of near-perfect Rom Coms. (I can like a Rom Com every once in a while.)
Yada yada, anyway, Julie and Julia is film is about a girl who decides to make Julia Child recipes every day for 365 days straight and blog about it. It's pretty much right up my alley.
As if to deliberately create a food entertainment dilemma, Food Network is airing an episode of Iron Chef where Canada's own PEI-residing Michael Smith is the challenger.
Wait, but actually as I am writing this I realize this airs on the American Food Network so this isn't a dilemma at all. I'll probably see that episode in a year or two from now. No worries.
I like Chef Michael Smith's relaxed and experimental cooking style. I'll be featuring him in an upcoming post.