I don’t think about Nora Ephron most of the time. Once in awhile, I’ll re-watch When Harry Met Sally, Sleepless in Seattle or You’ve Got Mail and I’ll wonder, “Why don’t people make movies like this, anymore?” Then I’ll remember it’s because Nora Ephron’s genius isn’t with us anymore.
This book has the same warm and clever humor that is found in her movies. There’s a lot of observational jokes, but with a sense of wonder under it all. I didn’t know much about her life and I enjoyed learning it, especially her early years as a journalist. She also shares a variety of vignette’s on a wide range of topics, such as the availability of table salt in restaurants, coping with having made a movie that has flopped, and her own mortality.