8 March 2012
I Remember Nothing
by Nora Ephron
(Black Swan, £7.99)
Ephron, the screenwriter and director, tells us about getting old. She’s pushing 70. Her memory, she says, is not what it was. She keeps forgetting the name of a Jeremy Irons movie. Then she remembers. She tells us what it was like as a woman in the Manhattan of the Sixties. Way different from now. She tells us about her alcoholic mother. There’s a very moving bit about the passage of time. And she’s great on making movies, how some are hits and some are flops, and how, when you’re making a flop, you don’t realise it. But this is good.
