Posted on January 31, 2008 by scathingbookreviews
Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesiaby Elizabeth Gilbert explores the author’s journey across the world (and the self, natch) following a protracted divorce. Trying to find yourself is never easy, particularly if you have jet lag. From what these reviewers say, she seems to have found herself but never anyone else:
She is the most vapid, narcicistic, insecure, self-absorbed, spoiled brat I have ever had to listen to. I could not wait to get her whiny, foolish voice out of my head.
This is the type of person you meet at a cocktail party and RUN in the other direction after a few minutes when she starts spewing out all her problems at you with no end in sight. Note to the author: I am your reader, not your psychotherapist.
Pure drivel that reinforces my theory that a “good” agent can get even the worst of stories published.
I started rolling my eyes on the second page and pretty much didn’t stop rolling them until I stopped reading.
Does the world really need a field guide for selfishness? Can’t they just watch a few minutes of Joel Osteen?
…and this reviewer, who manages to find the books hidden theme:
Isn’t it ironic that the three countries that the author traveled begin with the letter “I” as did nearly every sentence in the book? What a sex-crazed narcisist!
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