Watched the movie Eat Pray Love tonight. I did not read the book, nor will I read it even at gun point! So any references to the differences of the book/movie will be ignored.
Heres the gist of what I got from the movie:
Elizabeth Gilberts’ husband is a doofus who needs to grow up, man up, pick a life and a career and get a real job and so on. But as far as I can tell, he doesn’t cheat on his wife, hit her, do drugs/alcohol, gamble the rent away, and appears to truly love and be in love with her.
The fact that he loves and is in love with her is presented a couple of times throughout this film.
He does need to grow up, man up, and be a man and a husband is a serious fault, but when you consider how rotten some men can be with their dicks, their fists, wallets, etc., he could be a lot worse.
But Elizabeth Gilbert needs to run around the world and “find her self” even contrary to visions of her husband telling her how much he loves, needs, and misses her.
She is also told by people she meets on the way that she needs to let go and forgive herself.
From what?
5000 sucked leper cocks? A million six abortions? Little Timmy who found her loaded handgun in the brothel restroom she was working at and accidentally blew his brains out? What was she so depressed and felling guilty about? If it was about leaving her goofball husband, go back to him, insist he straighten up a bit, and resume life. He really wasn’t that bad of a guy.
Or am I missing something?