by Nora Ephron

Reviewer Rating:


To borrow from Roger Ebert: I hated, hated, hated this book.  Here's why:

  • Norah Ephron reads it herself, in a monotone.  Instead of using any inflection in her voice, she just talks louder at times.
  • In one essay, she's insulting a friend who spent a lot of money on a handbag.  In the next, she's discussing her "necessary" twice-weekly salon appointments because she's incapable of washing her hair herself.
  • Ephron seems to believe that any woman who allows herself to age gracefully (or without the aid of hair dye, manicures, and threading procedures) looks like a bag lady.
  • The name-dropping is ENDLESS.

I probably would've hated it for a lot more reasons but I realized 1/3 of the way through the audiobook that it wasn't improving and deleted it from my iPod.  I was expecting some dry humor here, and maybe some wisdom on aging, but instead it's just mean-spirited snark and Ephron bragging about her lifestyle.  No thanks.

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