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I was uncomfortable with the tone of the book; I felt that the author played to very stereotypical themes, and gave the characters (especially the African American ones) very inappropriate and obvious voices and structure in terms constructing their mental character. I understand that the author wrote much of this as a result of her experiences growing up in the south in the 1960's, and that it may seem authentic to her, and that she was even trying to be respectful of the people and the time; but, ultimately, I thought that it was written from a very narrow, idealized, almost childish perspective of race relations without a true appreciation of the humanity and soul of the characters. And the ultimate theme & message (i.e. "why, we're all the same - there's no difference between us after all!") only reinforced my feeling that this is written from someone who has a very undeveloped or underdeveloped concept of race and race relations in the United States. The author would benefit from exploring authentic African American voices (Richard Wright, James Baldwin, Zora Neale Hurston, Langston Hughes, Toni Morrison, Alice Walker, Maya Angelou) and understanding the scope, range and (most important) the foundation of the emotions genuine African American characters express as a result of their journey as a people in the US (hope, frustration, drive, passion, anger, happiness, sadness, depression, joy).
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Kathleen - I would be interested in hearing the general response to the book from your group. My book club has chosen it as well, but lucky for me I have until January to practice biting my tongue, as I have yet to discover a refined way of saying "I really hated this book!" :)




Stupendous review and it's giving me so many ideas on how to articulate what I'm feeling about this book.


I'm sorry. I don't mean to come across that way. I have never lived in the South so I honestly can't say. I just felt that it wasn't as fleshed out as I was hoping, but that doesn't mean I don't feel that the book was sincere or that it didn't have something to say or that those things do/didn't happen. But I respect those that love this book and I hope you can respect me for how this book made me feel whether or not I've experienced Mississippi, the South, etc. I still feel that all points and observations and feelings are valid, that's what makes us unique. Thanks for your comment.





I see you're from the Bronx. The author is from the city she's writing about (as am I). I think she knows more than you and other detractors in this thread give her credit for.



To those that disagreed with my review... I thank you for your perspective and for your willingness to participate in a discussion about reading and about an important topic in the history of our collective consciousness as Americans. One of the most important things a book can do is to spark discussion and conversation among people so that we can learn from each other and, hopefully, grow from the experience.
While I appreciate that others may feel differently, I stand by my review. I understand some feel that my criticism stems from not being able to understand the culture and customs of the American South; however, I feel the book and the author sought to explore larger concepts than just a picture portrait of a time and place - I think she very ambitiously sought to address the larger issues of race and class in the south, and how it has affected generations of women - white and black. I think she was also hoping to express her hopes for race relations and her feeling that things could evolve to a better place. Those are all admirable ambitions, particularly for a writer.
And, while I applaud her ambition, bravery and effort - it is not easy to talk about race, even now - I feel she missed the mark. I feel she relied too heavily on her personal perspective and personal history, to a point where she idealized it, and as a result missed the mark in trying to craft a clear and true voice for her African American characters.
I have read many different authors - white and black, male and female - whose life experience was formed in the American South. I appreciate them all. I do not think you need to be from a place to have an appreciation for it or be able to offer criticism of authors who come from that place.
My review was not a criticism of the South or Mississippi - it was my views of the book. And, it is what it is.
Thanks again for all who commented - I do appreciate it, and think it is marvelous when smart people get a chance to exchange ideas. Thank you!

I don't live in the South. But I do know that there were African American women who worked in the homes of white people as house keepers and nannies. I have read and come to understand that these African American women often did come to love the white children they cared for as if they were their own children. But I also believe those women were very conflicted on a regular basis, having to leave their own families day after day, whether their own children were sick and in need of care or not, and go to care for the homes of their white employers because they had no other options for employment.
I don’t think Ms. Stockett didn’t offer HER honest view of the time � her voice and her perspective seems genuine. I simply do not feel the same authenticity when it comes to her African American characters.
I imagine this will only stir the pot, but so be it!

What I'd like to know is how many of the people claiming the voices of these women to not be authentic is actually black or grew up where blacks were/are subject to discrimination. As a black woman from the south and with roots in Mississippi, Civil Rights, and the slave trade, I can tell you that these are true voices. My grandmothers and great aunts speak and carry themselves like these women. They were these women. I don't mind persons of another race discussing race relations, but I do mind mind people talking out of their asses. how can you judge what is true when you don't know the truth of it yourself.
And no one is calling black people all good and white people all bad. It was the situations and the circumstances that were bad. If you went to the town where my grandmother was born Mississippi today, you would think you'd stepped back in time. Even my home town of St. Louis is still mostly segregated. I've been apart of a desegregation program and there's nothing like someone telling you that you only got to a place because of your color to help you hone your true voice.

Again, I am not looking to pick a fight, I am looking to understand, as the responses to my postings seem to carry with them some very strong and genuine emotions, which means it has struck a chord.
Along those same lines, can an individual raised in the south never truly understand The Great Gatsby? Can anyone who is not a native Long Islander truly appreciate the story and it's meaning?





I'm uncomfortable with a book such as this one, about a particularly pivotal period in our history, that delves no deeper than than this one does, and still garners so many rave reviews. I kept waiting for more depth, more empathy. There is just so much unrealized potential in this story; it could have been so much more. I felt it never really broke free of chick-lit-feel-good-ness.
As to the racial issues dealt with (or not dealt with) in this book, no new ground is broken. Again, it could have been so much more. Opportunities squandered--too bad.

To this day, no author on the subject has moved me so greatly as James Baldwin. Readers who loved The Help really need to read his work, especially if learning more about race in America is a subject you want to explore. If you thought The Help was moving, you will seriously be blown away by his insight. It has struck with me ever since I first picked up his writing, and will continue to do so long after I even remember what The Help was ever about.




And to that end... @Madeline - I say this with the greatest of respect, I do not need you to be deeply sorry for me. As I asked in one of my comments, must one be from the south to be able to have an understanding of it? I have read many different authors - white and black, male and female - whose life experience was formed in the American South. I appreciate them all. I do not think you need to be from a place to have an appreciation for it or be able to offer criticism of authors who come from that place. Having read and seen many interviews with her, I understand Ms. Stockett's words came from her experience and rang very true for her. My point was that they were limited, and that reading from a broader base of authors would offer a more complete picture of race in this country.
And, @Gina - I cannot speak for others, but I am not uncomfortable “because I don't know how to face the harsh realities of that time in history, which still linger today.� I am uncomfortable because I feel this book glosses over those realities. I have divulged, I think, very little about myself in my review and subsequent comments, other than I am not from the south. However, let me say that I minored in African American literature and drama in college, and as a result have read many accounts from many different time periods about the experience of being a minority in America. With that background, I felt this book was soft on the harsh realities of the experience of African American women working as domestics in the segregated south. As I have noted previously, in a comment to my review: “I have read and come to understand that these African American women [who worked as domestics in the homes of white families] often did come to love the white children they cared for as if they were their own children. But I also believe those women were very conflicted on a regular basis, having to leave their own families day after day, whether their own children were sick and in need of care or not, and go to care for the homes of their white employers because they had no other options for employment.� �.ultimately, I did not like the book. And, I know I am not alone in that. But, if you � the “collective� you � connected with the characters and with the story, that is o.k. too. I am not judging you - I am not even judging Ms. Stockett, as I know this is a very authentic portrayal of her own experience. But if left me unsettled for what I felt was left unsaid, and I didn’t like the book. Regardless, thank you to everyone � fans of The Help and non � for participating in this discussion. As I have also said before, I appreciate everyone’s perspective � whether it is like mine or not � and I appreciate everyone’s willingness to participate in a discussion about reading and about an incredibly important topic � race in America. One of the most important things a book can do is to spark discussion and conversation among people so that we can learn from each other and, hopefully, grow from the experience. Thank you to all for sharing.

Along those same lines, can an individual raised in the south never truly understand The Great Gatsby? Can anyone who is not a native Long Islander from the 1920s truly appreciate the story and it's meaning?



Whereas yours or any others opinion of not enjoying the book and being disappointed in the character development, so be it - it really isn't my concern. I enjoyed being able to have my response to the book be sharpened as I consider others opinions ( why I read reviews in the first place).
Having grown up in the south and spending every summer in Memphis/Mississippi, I can say that this under current of "not really addressing" the bigger issues and in a very under stated "life can be wrapped up with a nice bow" way is very authentic. It is part of what makes the south what it is, both endearing and infuriating.
If there was a single theme I would say it was in the stories told to Mae Mobley - it isn't what the sack looks like it is what is on the sack that matters.

She grew up having a maid that was black, named Demetrie, herself in Jackson, Mississipi. Then Demetrie died when Kathryn was 16. She wrote the book because if she could have talked to her maid, she would think it would have gone similar to the book. It's half true story, half fiction. Reading that made me appreciate the realism that was brought to the book with the events, the way things were worded and the context of how it really was back then.
I should know, I look at my mom's mother (ie - my late grandmother) and remember she had a maid who was black as well when my mother was growing up. So yeah the stuff in the book, it's close enough or dead on to what it was like growing up in the 60's as either black or white.
To those that had a hard time reading it because of how some of the words or wording came about: well that's how they talk in the deep south, even in this day and age, especially in Mississipi and Louisiana. I've heard it personally and I'm glad Kathryn decided to incorporate that into the book, because i could hear the accents in my head as I read the book.
Overall, I'm about to finish the book this week and can say that it's an amazing book so far.

My concern wasn't that what the author portrayed wasn't real to her - emphasis on "to her." I think I have expressed respect for her perspective in my review and several of my follow up responses. My concern is that her view is a limited one, even if it is genuine. That doesn't make in less valid, less real, or less honest - I think Ms. Stockett was being all of those things and based her prose on experiences and emotions she has had in her life.
But I think the book presents a very limited view of the African American experience in the segregated south, which is why, in my original review, I suggested that readers also explore other authors such as Richard Wright, James Baldwin, Zora Neale Hurston, Langston Hughes, Toni Morrison, Alice Walker, and Maya Angelou.

Folks, Caroline (whom I know from school and I know her heart as well -- NO, not in THAT way!) wrote a review of the novel and expressed her feelings and reactions TO THE NOVEL. It's fiction, whether or not it's based on someone's personal experiences. She's not calling the author a bad person, or even a bad writer. She merely stated the reasons why the novel didn't resonate with her. Isn't that the entire purpose of writing a book review on one of these sites? As readers of Caroline's review, you're welcome to take her comments for what they are worth or ignore them, and certainly to disagree. I understand many people very much liked this book (my wife included) and may even relate to the subject matter. But why take Caroline's comments as personal? She doesn't know you and isn't speaking about you, just the same as you don't know her. So why not explain the reasons that you disagree without the personal attacks. Sheesh! As many have said to Caroline, it's just a book. So, if that's all it is, then ease up. But acknowledge too, if you disagree with Caroline, that since the author chose to write about the subject of race relations, she opened the door to people who would question her thematic approach. There is no "right or wrong" on people's perspective on race relations. It's all personal.
P.S. To tie this whole issue back in with my original comment, if we can't speak about race without degenerating into name-calling, we will never progress fully on the subject.





In some of my follow up responses I noted that I have only visited the South; and, no I have not had the opportunity to travel to Mississippi. I do think the book genuinely portrays the author's experience growing up in the South. In fact, in the author has noted as much both in a notation in the book and in interviews given after it was released. And, I have never questioned Ms. Stockett’s experience or how she portrayed it in the book. There is no way I could do that � it is her story to tell, and I in no way presume to pretend that I could tell any person � Ms. Stockett or otherwise � what their personal narrative is. Each person’s journey is his or her own, and they have a right to tell it.
However, I absolutely and completely AGREE with you that the experience of individuals who lived in the American south during this time in history is not simple - not simple at all. And I feel that Ms. Stockett actually simplified the issues or race and race relations by relying too heavily on her personal experience and perspective, leaving readers who may have this as their only touchstone for this time in history with a less than complete view of the time.
As I noted in an earlier follow up response after my original review,
"I understand some feel that my criticism stems from not being able to understand the culture and customs of the American South; however, I feel the book and the author sought to explore larger concepts than just a picture portrait of a time and place - I think she very ambitiously sought to address the larger issues of race and class in the south, and how it has affected generations of women - white and black. I think she was also hoping to express her hopes for race relations and her feeling that things could evolve to a better place. Those are all admirable ambitions, particularly for a writer.
And, while I applaud her ambition, bravery and effort - it is not easy to talk about race, even now - I feel she missed the mark. I feel she relied too heavily on her personal perspective and personal history, to a point where she idealized it, and as a result missed the mark in trying to craft a clear and true voice for her African American characters."
My views do not from personal experience � again, I couldn’t plausibly say that, not just because I am not “from� the south, but also because I am too young to have lived during that time. My views come from reading other authors accounts of that time, their feelings, their experiences and views.
Yes, I understand that Ms. Stockett’s prose resonates differently with people who have come from the south, or who lived in the south during the time highlighted in the book. But I believe the magic of language and reading is that it can help us to have a deeper understanding of things BEYOND that which we have the opportunity to experience directly. It can help educate, enlighten, and inform. Thus, even though none of us were alive during the 16th century nor have any of us lived in the kinds of circumstances described in his writing (obviously), Shakespeare’s plays can continue, even now, to broaden our minds and our hearts.
And yes, I understand that it may have been Ms. Stockett’s goal to offer a piece of work that met those same goals � but, if that is the case, then I return to what I noted above, i.e.:
“I think she very ambitiously sought to address the larger issues of race and class in the south, and how it has affected generations of women - white and black. I think she was also hoping to express her hopes for race relations and her feeling that things could evolve to a better place. Those are all admirable ambitions, particularly for a writer.
And, while I applaud her ambition, bravery and effort - it is not easy to talk about race, even now - I feel she missed the mark. I feel she relied too heavily on her personal perspective and personal history, to a point where she idealized it, and as a result missed the mark in trying to craft a clear and true voice for her African American characters."
I am not dismissing or demeaning her personal experience � I just hope that all of the individuals who loved and embraced this book use this as a stepping stone to read more on the subject and do not take it as a singular understanding of an extraordinarily complex but critically important topic � race relations.