While she might be a bit startled to hear it, I think that Nora Ephron comes pretty close to exemplifying the androgynous ideal that some feminists advocate as the solution to the war between men and women. She is attractively feminine, in the obsolete sense of that battered word, and a regular fellow at the same time. I would even say "one of the boys," if I were not afraid of being misunderstood. She is tender and tough, sentimental and cynical, old-fashioned and modern in just about the right proportions. Her feminism does not keep her from wondering whether our secret sexual fantasies can ever catch up with the categories of the women's liberation movement. What will happen to the literature of the past in the light of the future?, she asks, putting her finger on the fact that polarization of the sexes does seem to be an integral part of what we call romance….
The first piece in ["Crazy Salad"], "A Few Words About Breasts," is already regarded as the classic statement on large-breast fetishism. In this case, though, I think that Miss Ephron has been disproportionately praised. While there are good things in the article, she is too often cute when she is capable of being profound. I didn't feel much wiser after reading it, and it is her subject, after all.
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