Laura Zigman has been one of my favorite authors since I read this book in 2000. The book eventually became a movie, "Someone Like You" starring, Ashley Judd, Greg Kinnear, and Hugh Jackman.
The premis of the book (and the movie) is that a man is like a bull. Once a bull has relations with a cow, it will never go back to that cow. This cow becomes the "old cow" and the bull then looks for a "new cow" to satisfy its needs.
Now while I don't enjoy women becoming compared to "cows" (or hefiers, as the case may be), I thought this was an interesting comparision. One that, upon reflection, I found to be quite a substantial theory. If you plan to pick up this quick and interesting read, I suggest the book first, Ashley Judd does a great job as the heroine. But Sexiest Man Alive, Hugh Jackman, walks around with shirt off a lot in the movie as well. I say, pick them up both for a rainy weekend of sitting on the couch and relaxing.
From the Publisher -
"If someone asked me a year ago why I thought it was that men leave women and never come back, I would have said this: New Cow. New Cow is short for New Cow Theory, which is short for Old Cow-New Cow Theory, which, of course, is short for the sad sorry truth that men leave woman and never come back because all they really want is New Cow. But no one asked me then. If someone asked me now I would have a different answer. I would roll my eyes, look toward the ceiling, raise both hands and shake them toward the heavens the way old Italian women do, and say this: They will never make sense; you will never understand them."
Welcome to the case file labeled "love" of one Jane Goodall--no, not the Jane Goodall, but a late-night TV producer who turns to the annals of animal behavior for an explanation when true love goes suddenly, inexplicably wrong. It began as a simple Cow meets Bull story: he was the young producer with the washboard stomach and the J-Crew good-looks, she the co-worker with her heart on the shelf. They met for drinks, fell in love, looked together for a cozy one-bedroom apartment on the Upper East Side, and then suddenly, in only the third month of their post-copulatory phase, Ray Brown was gone. Not gone gone, but lost to that jungle of unreturned phone calls known as unrequited love. So Jane Goodall, with the help of Freud, Darwin, and her own menagerie of lovelorn friends--a broken-hearted womanizer named Eddie, her best friend Joan, who for the past two years has been dating her boss, a man engaged to another woman, and David, who shares with Jane both a taste for good-looking men and a terminal case of bad luck--delves into the mystery of the male animal.
Welcome to the case file labeled "love" of one Jane Goodall--no, not the Jane Goodall, but a late-night TV producer who turns to the annals of animal behavior for an explanation when true love goes suddenly, inexplicably wrong. It began as a simple Cow meets Bull story: he was the young producer with the washboard stomach and the J-Crew good-looks, she the co-worker with her heart on the shelf. They met for drinks, fell in love, looked together for a cozy one-bedroom apartment on the Upper East Side, and then suddenly, in only the third month of their post-copulatory phase, Ray Brown was gone. Not gone gone, but lost to that jungle of unreturned phone calls known as unrequited love. So Jane Goodall, with the help of Freud, Darwin, and her own menagerie of lovelorn friends--a broken-hearted womanizer named Eddie, her best friend Joan, who for the past two years has been dating her boss, a man engaged to another woman, and David, who shares with Jane both a taste for good-looking men and a terminal case of bad luck--delves into the mystery of the male animal.
Rating : 3 out of 5 *****
