You know what’s more boring than blogging about blogging? Movies about blogging. We watched Julie & Julia. We liked the parts about Julia Child very much. The parts about the blogging? Not so much. That said, I’m still walking around singing, “Lobster killer, Qu’est-ce que c’est? fa fa fa fa fa” to myself, so it wasn’t completely tedious.
This wasn’t what I expected, having dipped in and out of the blog over the years and found it amusing, as well as believing that no one could do justice to a portrayal of Julia Child because she was just so…so…Julia Child. I still intend to read the book, I just don’t think it worked out so great as a movie, despite the extreme adorableness of Amy Adams and, of course, the lobsters.
This post wasn’t supposed to be about this movie. It was supposed to be about something related to blogging. I constructed the whole post in my head yesterday while doing something else, but when I sat down to type it up today I’ll be damned if I could remember what it was I wanted to say. I know I was going to make reference to this movie, to make my point that there was indeed something more boring than blogging about blogging, but that’s all I can remember. The mind is a terrible thing to lose.
I tried listening to the book and never made it through. Julia Child’s “My Life in France,” however, is wonderful wonderful. Her joy of living comes through in every page.