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3.0 out of 5 stars
Strong on narrative; weak on analysis, December 9, 1999
Susan Faludi is an excellent reporter, and her book is very readable. The quality of the chapters varies. I found the chapter on laid-off workers in California to be very compassionate and forthright. Other chapters spend a great deal of time on men who are really at the fringes of American masculinity, and the tone can me one of mocking sometimes. Not that the mocking is not sometimes deserved, but you have to wonder how a woman could write a 600+ page book about the powerless of the American male and not include anything about divorced fathers or men employed in dangerous occupations. Where is the mainstream? Most of the time, while the narrative is interesting, Ms. Faludi goes off track when she tries to fit her stories into a pattern. Occasional true insights are lost in a general pattern of blaming everything on "the fathers." It is essentially a boomer book, written from a perspective all too common in my generation--that we are victims of the failures of the previous generation. It is a pity that this comes along at a time when my generation is actually learning to give that generation some credit for bringing us through the Depression and World War II. It is also interesting that someone writing about the powerlessness of American men should have lambasted other authors who have had similar points of view, such as Warren Farrell, in her earlier book BACKLASH, and apparently sees no change in perspective between the two. Most American men, like most American women, do not want to think of themselves, and do not want to be thought of by others, as victims. But Faludi does a good job of exploring the fact that most of the worst of male behavior springs not from male power, but the lack of it (the book grew from the point when a light bulb went on over her head while meeting with a group of male abusers, and she realized that it was the lack of power that was the source of their behavior). It's worth reading, but I would borrow it from a library to avoid its cost, and I would feel free to skip certain sections. The chapter on Vietnam vets is slanderous to the group, and other sections (e.g. the making of Rambo) are just a waste of time. Although our observations are sometimes way off base, it is good to see Faludi writing on men and making the effort to understand us, given the slant of her previous writing. Still, I wish she had seen fit to deal with some more typical men, their more typical problems and ways of dealing with them. To judge American men by those who populate most of Faludi's pages is like judging Mexico by Tijuana.
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55 of 64 people found the following review helpful:
4.0 out of 5 stars
Feminism or Humanism?, January 25, 2000
I read Faludi's "Stiffed" more out of duty than desire (I'm a bug for gender issues). I liked it more than I thought I would, but I could recommend it more wholeheartedly if it were about 200 pages shorter. I have to commend her on her research, though--she gets to known men as diverse as inner-city "gangstas," laid-off aviation executives, Spur Posse members, Promise Keepers and shipyard workers. Faludi's thesis is that present-day American men have been sold a bill of goods--"stiffed"--denied the opportunity to fulfill their true masculinity. Clearly she's on to something, or else why would the yearning for father be so strong, as expressed by youth gangs, Iron John, Robert Bly, and the Promise Keepers? Faludi locates the great betrayal historically (but a tad mystically) in the dislocations of the cold war, which forced our fathers into regimented, frequently overblown or meaningless work--and, as distasteful as that might be, such makework started to disappear through layoffs and downsizing just when the Baby Boomers started to claim what they thought was their rightful inheritance. In essence she is saying that American men, regardless of socioeconomic standing, have become a throwaway generation. Faludi's writing style is delightful and her sympathy is obvious. She does hymn the despair for too long, though, and she might have clued us in on how some men avoided getting stiffed (or is EVERY American man a tragedy? ). Faludi came to her analysis as a feminist, presumably from the political left--yet much of what she says was anticipated 20 years ago by neoconservative Christopher Lasch in "The Culture of Narcissism," when he opined that most modern Americans don't get the opportunity to do truly meaningful work. His conclusion was the same as hers--resulting in the kind of futility that he calls "narcissistic" and she calls "ornamental." "Stiffed" is an important book, not a seminal work like "The Feminine Mystique" or even "Iron John" but nonetheless a book that people will talk about. It is a feminist book, but also a humanist book, and her sympathy is welcome.
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24 of 27 people found the following review helpful:
3.0 out of 5 stars
Take it for what it is, March 8, 2001
By A Customer
This review is from: Stiffed: The Betrayal of the American Man (Paperback)
Take this book for it is: a series of journalistic essays chronicalling a substraint of human existance in the USA. It is not a "study" in the academic sense and I doubt Faludi meant it as such so reviewing it as if it were a deeply researched, objective archialogical dig is probably missing the point. This turns out to be a problem for me but not simply because it is much closer to Charles Kuralt (sp?) than Jared Diamond. I don't mind reading people's opinions and obsevations, especially if it's well written like "Stiffed." Be clear: Faludi is a feminist and she says so many, many times in the book. She interviews her subjects as a female writer of a book on masculinity and she never claims anything else. She analyizes the problems of her subjects through the lens of feminism and she "admits" that as well. Unfortunately even if you lower the bar and grant all these things to her up front she still over-reaches. She extrapolates far too much from far too little. You can't build a grand antidote from small anectodes. At one point in the book she quotes a cute line from a hollywood cynic that the film industry sees the USA as New York and Hollywood with everything inbetween as "in-flight movie" -- the irony is that she goes on to do exactly that in this book! With the notable exception of Vietnam veterans, almost every interview in the book is about Southern Californians and New Yorkers. Can she really be making that case that because something happens in South Central or Manhattan that it must be happening in Seattle and Montgomery the same way? Perhaps she does this hyper-inference to compensate for a problem I had with this book... I was drawn to the book because of its over-riding message of a mass-media celebrity culture promoting an ornamental society driven by consumerism as the root cause of problems in our society. But the message is made uncomfortable by the fact that the book is being sold to me as a commodity, that she herself is an attractive, heavily made-up, coiffed female and that the style of reportage in "Stiffed" is, in fact, not academically rigorous and therefore kind of "surface" -- ornamental, to borrow a phrase. To apply the same kind of psychoanalysis to her as she does to her subjects: I'm betting that Susan Faludi struggles with lots and lots of demons; that it is hard for her to rationalize what she knows to be good and true about feminism against what she needs to do to earn a living, feel useful to society, connect with the loved ones in her life, maintain calm relations with her parents, etc. In other words, I'm betting she's just like the rest of us.
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