"Eat, Pray, Love" is a niche movie that I personally prefer, with a Douban score of only 7.2, which is not brilliant. The film is not short, nearly two and a half hours, if you want to narrate the plot, but it is extremely thin.
Female writer Julia. Tired of his current stereotypes, Roberts is determined to spend a year in self-imposed exile, praying in Italian cuisine, India, and finally reacquainting himself with love in Bali.
It is said that when the film was screened abroad, the theater was full of women over 30 years old and white-haired old couples. I don't know if it's because the ideas expressed in the movie are the feelings that take years to experience. Or because the film also has a name, "A Lifetime of Being a Girl".

"I need to change, from the age of 15, I was either in love or broke up, I never lived for myself for two weeks."
This line sounds terrible, but it is the real situation of many people. We play different roles in life, a good student, a hard-working subordinate, a good wife. Like the heroine in the movie, she is both a free travel writer and a husband who loves her, living a life that people envy, but never thinks about what she really wants. Just keep filling in the empty time, fill with the sweetness of love, fill with the brokenness of love. The heart is always colorful, and there is never a blank moment for yourself.
Finally, after 8 years of marriage, she realized that the two had no common expectations for the future. Even if her husband still loved her deeply, he still couldn't stop her from leaving.
There are many things in life, and sometimes knowing that the status quo is inappropriate, even if the voices in the depths of the heart that desire change are endless, they still prefer to turn a deaf ear. Because we are all afraid of the destruction of a peaceful life, afraid that we have no strength to carry another strange beginning, afraid of not cherishing what we have, happiness is fleeting.
Destruction is a turning point, and if the happiness in front of us is not real happiness, do we have enough courage to destroy it?
One day my friend took me to a place, Augustus Castle.
Augustus was built to store his own remains. When the aliens invaded and destroyed everything, how could Augustus, the truly great Roman emperor, imagine that Rome, for him, was the place of the whole world, would one day be destroyed?
During the dark ages of Europe, the ashes of emperors were stolen, turned into a fortress in the 12th century, then a bullring, where people stored fireworks and now a toilet for tourists.
This is the quietest, loneliest place in Rome, and over the centuries the city has developed around it, and it's like a precious scar, like a heartbreak that you can't let go, because that pain is also beautiful, we all want things to be set in stone, and in order to stabilize we'd rather live in pain because we're afraid of change, because we're afraid of change, afraid that things will be ruined.
Then I looked at the chaos of the load of this place, and that was how it adapted to everything, burned, plundered, and then found a way to re-establish itself.
It dawned on me that maybe my life wasn't as chaotic as I thought it was, but that it was the norm in the world, and the only trap was to connect myself to any part of the damage.
In fact, destruction is a gift, and destruction is a path towards transformation. Even in this eternal city of Rome, we must be prepared for endless transformation.
Bel Far Niente is a very romantic Italian, translated into English as the beauty of doing nothing, meaning "the beauty of doing nothing",
Depart from Italy and end in Bali. The heroine is looking for herself, and finally embraces the truest self, follows the truest feelings and desires in her heart, and accepts and forgives her own imperfections.
Compared with those who are busy every day and have been running all the way for their material life, but cannot live quietly, the lives of those who can listen to their inner feelings and pursue what they really want have much meaning.