Ratings153
Average rating3.9
I wanted to like this more, I really did. Overall it just seemed a little... sloppy, unedited. I mean, okay, it's a memoir, that's cool... but it felt a bit like she was afraid to delve very deeply into anything, was afraid to have a strong opinion one way or the other.
Most of the essays felt muddy, going off in multiple directions, not really coming together with any kind of cohesive point. Or she'd make a relatively strong statement and then go on to equivocate and second-guess and undermine it. Really just kind of all over the place.
I get it, I can relate to what she's saying. Identity is complicated and the process of thinking through these things is maybe the important thing. As someone with some exposure to feminist cultural criticism, this seemed a little watered-down for my tastes. Would possibly serve as a good introduction for folks who aren't as familiar with that context.
I did enjoy her dissenting opinion about depictions of slavery, and her discussion about The Hunger Games. Possibly some of where this lost me is that many of the essays were responses to media I haven't watched.
Read this for book club, might update this review after our discussion.