1 year ago
The truly special thing about “Eat, Pray, Love” is not its humor or its wisdom or its perky invocation of exotic local color… It’s that it is a completely inescapable vortex of recursion: a self-generating, self-sustaining, self-replicating machine of perpetual self-reference. It feels practically avant-garde in its determination to pull itself out of its own belly button. Its cover should have been an M. C. Escher painting of Jorge Luis Borges riding on a snake eating its own tail.
»Eat, Pray, Love, Rinse, Repeat (via NYTimes)
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