Review by Jules Older
If ever a title inspired me to
moveon.org, it’s Eat, Pray, Love. For earthbound, unspiritual,
gluten-loving me, one of these things is not like the others. Thus, zero
interest. Didn't read the book, didn't see the movie. Thanks but no thanks.
And if I'd realized that Elizabeth
Gilbert wrote Eat, Pray, Love, I wouldn't have picked up her latest
book, The Signature of All Things. That, it turns out, would have been a
most major mistake.
For The Signature of All Things
is the best book I've read since can't remember when. It’s one of the rare few
that deserves to be called epic. It spans two centuries. Makes prolonged stops
in London, Philadelphia, Peru, Tahiti and Holland. Delves deeply into flowers,
mosses, Polynesia, science (including the origin of the word ‘science’),
theories of evolution, printing, lithography, love and human desire.
And much as I loved the writing, I
admired the research even more. Actually, the combination is what blew me away.
Despite the prodigious study behind The Signature of All Things, you
never see the strings. Tahitian culture, missionary culture, the culture of
rare species of plants, the cultural divide in 18th century London,
the reserved culture of 19th century Amsterdam all flow with grace
and beauty into Gilbert’s prose.
Here's a sample:
“Take
me someplace where we can be silent together.”
and:
“One
thing was certain: Human Time was the saddest, maddest, most devastating
variety of time that had ever existed. She tried her best to ignore it.”
and:
“She
had never before been entrusted with fire. The torch spit sparks and sent chunks
of flaming tar spinning into the air behind her as she bolted across the
cosmos—the only body in the heavens who was not held to a strict elliptical
path.
Nobody
stopped her.
She
was a comet.
She
did not know that she was not flying.”
So, if you're looking for a book
for a literary friend or a travel-loving friend or a
history/science/botany-obsessed friend, you now have my recommendation. The
Signature of All Things is a masterpiece. It really is the gift that keeps
on giving. Maybe your friend will even let you borrow it.
Me, I'm gonna go out and get Eat,
Pray, Love.
— jules
Almost everyone who's written me about this has said, "Don't bother with EAT PRAY LOVE. You're not gonna like it."
ReplyDelete— jules