


Upon reading further recommendations on Goodreads, I came across a five star review from user, “Tara” that sealed the deal for me. Also unlike many of these reviewers, I was reading Under the Tuscan Sun, in part, to compare the author’s experience to my own. I am a lover of detail, and unlike many readers, appreciate what detail can bring to a book. Every noun is propped up by a description, as if nothing is able to stand on its own.” His cynical take on excessive description did not turn me away from the book.

User “Leftbanker” gave the book one out of five stars in his review, claiming “I would estimate that a good half of this book is made up of adjectives. Various reviewers on Goodreads, a trusted book review and rating website I’ve used for years, downgraded the travel piece for excessive description. General consensus seemed to be that the book lacked a steady flow of storyline, despite the fact that it was on the NY Times Best Seller List for two years. Upon conducting outside research, I soon realized that the film and book were not comparable. But after a trusted opinion that the film version is not up to pair with the book version, I reevaluated my assumptions on Under the Tuscan Sun. After having seen the film about a middle-aged woman moving to Italy on a whim, I deemed the book to be a cliché travel piece. I initially shied away from reading Under the Tuscan Sun: At Home in Italy by American poet, professor and writer Frances Mayes. After my phenomenal experience studying abroad in Italy, I was drawn to reading a travel memoir taken place in Italy. To say that living in Florence changed my life does not begin to explain the impact it had on me for the better. What is it about a place that makes it home? I explored this question when studying abroad in Italy.
