A reviewer at Booklist said (in part), “there is never a whiny or pious or dull moment because Gilbert is irreverent, hilarious, zestful, courageous, intelligent, and in masterful command of her sparkling prose.”
So what do I think, then?
But the book wasn’t all just OK. The third section, Gilbert’s trek to Indonesia, is what makes this book worth reading. With characters like Ketut Liyer, Wayan, Felipe, Mario, Tutti, and Yudhi and the little bits of Sanskrit, Italian, and Indonesian thrown in, Eat, Pray, Love comes alive with a colorful story of a country that had been ruined by war, but had grown a heart and a sense of individuality incomparable to anywhere else in the world. And more, this book is inspirational. It screams, “You know you want to eat what I’m eating. You wish you knew Italian like I do. You can’t even imagine what it’s like to see a real Ashram. You think your baby has no teeth? Well you should see this guy in Bali!” And I know I said certain people would probably not enjoy this book*, but there exists a terribly large amount of people who would, those people who have been Liz, have been divorced, have lost their way, and who never want to feel that hurt again.
*If you didn’t quite get if I’d actually recommend this book, I would. Just not to some people. And plus, the movie looks like it’ll be splendid (comes out August 13, 2010).