Both Max Bernstein (Nora Ephron and Carl Bernstein's younger son; director Jacob Bernstein's brother) and Nicholas Pileggi (Nora Ephron's widower) declined to appear in the documentary for different reasons. In a New York Magazine interview, Jacob Bernstein explained that both Max Bernstein and Nick Pileggi both felt that the grief they felt at the loss of Ephron was "still too raw for them" to be able to talk about her on camera. Bernstein also said that Max's relationship with their mother had been much more private and personal than his own. Pileggi and Max Bernstein did express support of the making of the documentary in other ways--both have viewed the finished film and attended public events promoting it. See more »
I now believe that what my mother meant was this: When you slip on a banana peel, people laugh at you. But when you tell people you slipped on a banana peel, it's you're a laugh, so you become a hero rather than the victim of the joke. I think that's what she meant. On the other hand, she may merely have meant everything is copy.
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Drowned In The Writer's Own Self-Importance
With anticipation I wanted to watch this documentary. Nevertheless, I think the writer and directors didn't do the amasingly brilliant Norah Ephron any justice.
Early into this feature length documentary, I kept having a nudge in my mind as to something not being quite right with this factual programme.
Regardless, I continued watching. Certain elements were indeed very insightful. Alas, zooming out and looking at this in its entirety, for me this simply did not deliver.
Upon reflection, I believe this is primarily down to the auteur of thia documentary film; he simply is too close to his subject mattet to keep some kind of overall balanced value.
Instead, interview after interview, the writer and the directors alike, reinforced the idea of self-indulgence; gossip-lead; self-centred; high life of New York society of a certain era, by not delving deeper into more difficult questions. It is clear to me, that in many interviews, the writer and directors often lost the control and allowed the interviewees to take over and dectate the tone and pace of their 'insight'.
I do not know whether this is because the writer is the son of the subject matter or whether because he is trying to cling on to 'look how fabulous my mother's life' or 'look the names of the then New York society who are linning up to be interviewed'. Regardless, this failed to truly provide a genuine insight into such a remarkable and trailblazing woman, whose work haa touched oh so many lives.
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