I am on the record of predicting this will be a best picture nominee. And on a second viewing, I am of the opinion it should not be a best picture nominee.
There is a lot to love about this film. Meryl Streep doesn't just offer up an impression of Julia Child. She nails that forsce of personality. Yet a lot of the pleasure of this film is watching her relationship with her husband Paul, played by Stanley Tucci. Seeing the pleasure these two find in each other, and the support as each has their struggles, is the best part of the movie. Yes, Streep deserves awards. Tucci does too. And the chemistry between them is magical.
Julia Child was a larger than life figure. Julie Powell, as portrayed in this film, is not. I thought the contrast was a virtue when I first saw the film. Now I think differently. I found most of the Powell sequences ordinary. It is not that they are bad, but that contrasted to the rest of the film, they just aren't as fun. And I wanted to get back to the Childs.
And the Childs are well worth the price of admission. Grade: B
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