Ooh. Ooh. I'll take "What's Not to Like About Reese Witherspoon" for a thousand, Alex. There was exactly one scene in which she conveyed the least sense of a woman who needed to walk a thousand miles to exorcise her demons - the scene with her shrink - and that she only accomplished by wearing leather and chewing gum. By then it was way too late. The rest of the time she looked like an LL Bean model who maybe broke a nail once, and of course missed her golden retriever terribly. When Strayed arrived at the motel in Mojave I have no doubt she looked like she was going to meet a trick for a quickie. Witherspoon looked like she was going to meet either her girl scout troop for campfire rehearsal or her agent to discuss whether the "Wild" script would make her look less blonde.
