Spoiler alert! This book is nothing like the movie.
I actually had no idea that the movie was based on a book, but I picked it up when I saw it in my local thrift store because I’d been so in love with the movie’s story line. You know, the bad ass divorced woman who goes to Italy and buys a beautiful Tuscan house on a whim? Yeah, that’s not how it happened. Which is fine, her real story is still bad ass enough, but I can’t say I’m not disappointed. So, without further ado, here’s my review:
In my opinion, a story should transport you to another world. It should make you feel as though you’re in the author’s shoes looking at their setting and you almost feel a longing for that place when the story is over. That is precisely how Under the Tuscan Sun made me feel. Frances Mayes transported me into her stone house in the middle of a Tuscan valley, and I felt as though I could go into my backyard and pick olives by the time I was done reading. Sadly, I live in Idaho and around here you’re warned against eating whatever grows on the trees.
Mayes had previously lived in San Francisco, but decided to uproot her life after a divorce left her traumatized. She found new love and together they pined for a house in the Tuscan valley, surrounded by olive trees, blackberry bushes and, most importantly, locals who would soon become friends. The couple decided on a historical, albeit crumbling, stone house and set to renovating it. It was hard work, but her romantic writing style made me want to take on the same challenges.
Mayes’ memoir is written in the present-tense. It’s an achievement for a writer to pull that off because it can often be clunky and hard to comprehend. Under the Tuscan Sun is the exception. Using the present-tense was one of the best decisions she made because she pulled it off in such a way that you feel like you’re walking the stone streets to the market with her, taking a siesta and sandblasting your house. Her style is romantic and it is reminiscent of The Good Earth by Pearl S. Buck because of how she had to release herself from materialism and use her resources. I have to say, I was jealous when I read that she’d been stepping on pine nuts in her driveway, not realizing what they were. In the states, I pay upwards of $20 a pound for them!
While the book made me want to pack up and become an ex-patriot, I do have a critique. I wish it had ended sooner. The last half of the book felt repetitive and long-winded. I felt as though I could have skipped the last few parts and not missed anything. I’m glad I didn’t, though, because there were some great recipes and a story about a severed goat’s head (you’ll have to read to find out).
Overall, I would recommend this book. If you have any desire to travel or live out of the country, this book will make you wonder why you haven’t done so already.