Caitlin Moran describes how she grew from an unconfident, awkward teenager into a happy and successful woman, using her own experiences as starting points for expounding her views about a variety of subjects – all to do with being a woman (obviously), what it’s like to be a woman, and how the world treats women. She describes herself early on as a “strident feminist” and reminds the reader of this throughout the book.
I had high hopes for this book, having heard so many good things about it, but within about three chapters, I was ready to throw it up against the nearest wall. However, by the time I reached the end of it – once I start a book, I have to finish it, no matter how much it’s annoying or boring me – I realised that I did enjoy certain parts. The book is a collection of Moran’s own personal opinions, some of which I agreed with and some of which I didn’t. That didn’t bother me; after all, it’s good to hear different opinions to your own. What did bother me though was the way that Moran seems utterly dismissive or scornful of anyone who doesn’t hold the same views. It seems at times as though her opinions are outright facts, and if you don’t agree with them, you’re wrong.
I didn’t like the way she was apt to say things such as there were no funny women at all between Dorothy Parker and French & Saunders, or that women have “done f— all” for the last hundred years. Really? REALLY?? And there are contradictions too – in one chapter, Moran explains why she hates strip clubs, why they’re the scourge of the earth, and bad for women in general. But a few chapters down the line, she is happily off to a sex club with Lady Gaga, where Gaga ends up wearing just a bra, knickers and fishnets. Moran also dislikes music videos where women prance about wearing next to nothing. I agreed with all her points, until she explained why when Gaga does it, it’s okay, because it’s not provocative or sexual, rather it’s part of some feminist agenda.
I’m not overseen on the overly jokey, make-a-witty-comment-about-everything type of narration, but when Moran becomes more serious, I enjoyed reading what she had to say. The chapter on overeating made some serious points, and was clearly told from personal experience. There is a chapter on abortion where the author describes her own decision to have one, and gives her reasons behind not just her personal choices, but her beliefs about the subject in general. I agreed with her points, but whether you agree with her or not, she was eloquent and sincere.
The penultimate chapter was also very enjoyable, and made some pointed comments about why women feel the need to go under the knife or the needle to look eternally youthful. If Moran had maintained this more balanced and reasonable tone throughout the rest of the book, I think I would have enjoyed it a lot more. I liked her sentiment that people should be proud of being feminists, and that equality is good for everyone, but I think maybe style is just not for me.
Generally I’d have to say that this was a very mixed bag for me. Some parts I liked a lot, some unfortunately really annoyed me.
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