August 13, 2010

file under: professional jealousy

I loved this little parenthetical bit from Dana Stevens' review of Eat Pray Love in Slate.

(It's a flaw of both the book and the film that the negotiation of this contract is glossed over so hastily. There's no shame in having landed a sweet book deal, and having the financial underpinnings of Gilbert's trip made plain would help to mitigate the audience's resentment at her barely acknowledged privilege.)

Seriously?