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...Ephron writes in a startlingly hones, self-mockingly confessional style, the essays read like letters from someone you've known for years. She plunges right in with the first piece in the book, "A Few Words About Breasts," which reportedly set off a storm of reaction when it first appeared. In it, Ephron details the lasting trauma she suffered as a result of having grown up flat-chested, apparently more of a problem in the Jane Russell-dominated 50s than in the Twiggy-dominated 60s. After nine pages of breast-related anecdotes, all recounted with an exasperated detatchment that makes...
...BASIC POINT that Nora Ephron is making about women and the women's movement is a good one. "In fact," she writes, "the movement is nothing more than amorphous blob of individual women and groups, most of whom disagree with each other." And the way she usually makes that point. In this collection of 25 deftly written little essays most of which originally appeared in Esquire or New York magazines, is to zero in on all sorts of different women, all of them indisputably individual--Gloria Steinem. Julie Nixon Eisenhower, Linda Lovelace. But there is one highly individual woman...
...fact is, you were beginning to think she was a little, well, obsessed. But not warped. Everyone's a little crazy on at least one subject, and most women probably do feel that their craziness is in some way linked to their being women, so Ephron's naled confession of her own craziness sets up a sort of bond between her and the reader. It's probably only coincidental that this essay is the first in the book--the pieces are arranged chronologically but it somehow justifies Ephron's assertive presence in the next...
...city room since June 13, belching forth morale-boosting obscenities, and writing lively front-page impressions of such local scenes as an unnamed bureaucrat's failed seduction of a coworker. Breslin will be followed next month by Sportscaster Dick Schaap, and in the fall by Writer Nora Ephron and New Journalist Tom Wolfe. Most of those celebrities were attracted not so much by the money ($500 a week) as by their long friendship with former Trib Colleague Bellows and by the Star's fight for life. "The Star is the only place I would come to write...
...parts, but generally superficial. "It read like a Henny Youngman joke-book of one-liners," Bernstein complained to a friend. "Harry Rosenfeld [Post metropolitan editor] came out looking like Phil Silvers, and Ben Bradlee became Walter Pidgeon. It was just too shallow." So Bernstein and Esquire Contributing Editor Nora Ephron, his sometime roommate, have rewritten large chunks of the script...