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tangleroot_eli's review against another edition
informative
sad
slow-paced
I've been following Alison Bechdel's work since the late '90s. This is by leaps and bounds (see what I did there?) my least favorite of her works that I've read.
I read it all because it's relatively short, and I kept wanting to find out what the point was going to be. But engagementwise I checked out on page 24, when Bechdel refers to the modern day as "these lax and decadent times." Which, OK, we have more sneaker choices than you did as a kid. But saying we live in "lax and decadent times" feels disingenuous at best and willfully obtuse at worst when legislatures and courts strip our civil rights pretty much daily and people have to crowdfund everything from housing and food to healthcare and funerals.
Near the end there's a Spaceballs-esque moment where Bechdel-the-character starts writing this book. She describes it as a "lighthearted" look at her relationship with exercise. Later she acknowledges that she's having trouble figuring out how to end the book because she's still not sure what it's about. At that moment I finally understood this book: it never knew what it was about, and so tried to be about everything, and therefore ended up not really being about anything. (Except maybe an ad for L.L. Bean and Patagonia.)
The parts about the Romantics, the Beatniks, Adrienne Rich, and Buddhism are... okay, I guess. I learned a thing or two. But I couldn't help noticing that these parts are most likely to appear whenever Bechdel comes really close to expressing and processing actual emotions. Maybe it's the hifalutin equivalent of a fade-to-black in a sex scene; we don't need to see someone's personal emotional catharsis, so we get poets instead. But it also feels like a dodge: just when it feels like Bechdel's really getting somewhere in dealing with her various issues, we suddenly get a page of Margaret Fuller's or Jack Kerouac's issues, instead.
I also felt dismay that Bechdel never acknowledges, or even seems to notice. that exercise is every bit as much an addiction for her as alcohol and prescription meds are. She starts exercising less; she starts drinking more. She stops drinking; she ramps up her exercise to what seem like unhealthy levels. But because our society says "drugs bad, exercise good!" Bechdel never has to face the fact that she's trading one ill-advised coping mechanism for another, despite repeated references to exertion-induced tachycardia and other health concerns indicating that exercise is not a universal good for her, at least not the way she's doing it.
In the end, Bechdel's own words from the beginning of the book sum up my feelings about it:
"You might well ask what use another book about fitness by a white lady could possibly be.
…"
I read it all because it's relatively short, and I kept wanting to find out what the point was going to be. But engagementwise I checked out on page 24, when Bechdel refers to the modern day as "these lax and decadent times." Which, OK, we have more sneaker choices than you did as a kid. But saying we live in "lax and decadent times" feels disingenuous at best and willfully obtuse at worst when legislatures and courts strip our civil rights pretty much daily and people have to crowdfund everything from housing and food to healthcare and funerals.
Near the end there's a Spaceballs-esque moment where Bechdel-the-character starts writing this book. She describes it as a "lighthearted" look at her relationship with exercise. Later she acknowledges that she's having trouble figuring out how to end the book because she's still not sure what it's about. At that moment I finally understood this book: it never knew what it was about, and so tried to be about everything, and therefore ended up not really being about anything. (Except maybe an ad for L.L. Bean and Patagonia.)
The parts about the Romantics, the Beatniks, Adrienne Rich, and Buddhism are... okay, I guess. I learned a thing or two. But I couldn't help noticing that these parts are most likely to appear whenever Bechdel comes really close to expressing and processing actual emotions. Maybe it's the hifalutin equivalent of a fade-to-black in a sex scene; we don't need to see someone's personal emotional catharsis, so we get poets instead. But it also feels like a dodge: just when it feels like Bechdel's really getting somewhere in dealing with her various issues, we suddenly get a page of Margaret Fuller's or Jack Kerouac's issues, instead.
I also felt dismay that Bechdel never acknowledges, or even seems to notice. that exercise is every bit as much an addiction for her as alcohol and prescription meds are. She starts exercising less; she starts drinking more. She stops drinking; she ramps up her exercise to what seem like unhealthy levels. But because our society says "drugs bad, exercise good!" Bechdel never has to face the fact that she's trading one ill-advised coping mechanism for another, despite repeated references to exertion-induced tachycardia and other health concerns indicating that exercise is not a universal good for her, at least not the way she's doing it.
In the end, Bechdel's own words from the beginning of the book sum up my feelings about it:
"You might well ask what use another book about fitness by a white lady could possibly be.
…"
Content Warnings
Graphic: Drug abuse, Death of parent, Grief, Medical content, Alcohol, Mental illness, Self harm, Addiction, and Drug use
Moderate: Panic attacks/disorders, Homophobia, Injury/Injury detail, Misogyny, Toxic relationship, Cancer, Suicide, Terminal illness, and Animal death
Minor: Violence, Sexual harassment, Ableism, Car accident, and Infidelity
CN exercise addictionnmoriconi's review against another edition
challenging
emotional
funny
informative
reflective
medium-paced
3.25
Content Warnings
Moderate: Death of parent and Alcohol
Minor: Cancer and Animal death
anna_hepworth's review against another edition
challenging
reflective
slow-paced
5.0
As with Bechdel's previous memoirs, this gently paced narrative interweaves the personal with wider literary and historical references that resonate with the theme of the book. I'm only familiar with some of the references, but enough context is provided for that not to matter (although the context is not always provided with the first reference, so rereading is probably going to provide me with a better feel)
I love that Bechdel told their story of seeking for enlightenment through their serial loves for exercise regimes and sports, along with the whys and wherefores of starting and stopping each one (and that they acknowledge that there are several such that didn't make it in to the book)
In terms of difficult to read sections -- Bechdel has not shied away from discussing their maladaptive uses of alcohol, nor the trouble that being a workaholic has brought. There are also mentions of the deaths of Bechdel's parents -- one by suicide and the other to cancer.
I love that Bechdel told their story of seeking for enlightenment through their serial loves for exercise regimes and sports, along with the whys and wherefores of starting and stopping each one (and that they acknowledge that there are several such that didn't make it in to the book)
In terms of difficult to read sections -- Bechdel has not shied away from discussing their maladaptive uses of alcohol, nor the trouble that being a workaholic has brought. There are also mentions of the deaths of Bechdel's parents -- one by suicide and the other to cancer.
Content Warnings
Moderate: Death of parent and Drug use
Minor: Cancer and Suicide
karolinaz's review against another edition
dark
emotional
funny
hopeful
informative
reflective
medium-paced
4.75
Content Warnings
Graphic: Terminal illness, Death, Addiction, Body horror, Car accident, Mental illness, Alcohol, Alcoholism, Cancer, Death of parent, Medical content, and Panic attacks/disorders
Moderate: Drug abuse, Cultural appropriation, Animal death, Infidelity, Misogyny, Drug use, Alcoholism, Suicide, and Homophobia
keatynbergsten's review against another edition
emotional
inspiring
reflective
fast-paced
4.75
Content Warnings
Graphic: Alcohol, Cancer, Death of parent, and Grief
adoras's review
adventurous
emotional
funny
informative
inspiring
reflective
medium-paced
3.5
Thank you to Netgalley and Houghton Mifflin Harcourt for the ARC!
This is my first Alison Bechdel book--I own Fun Home, but have never gotten around to reading it, although I loved the musical. It's a philosophical, self-reflective and self-depreciating look at Bechdel's relationship with her body, her health (mental, physical, and emotional), exercise, and the feeling of transcendence. These are huge topics, and she covers her entire life up to very recently (the last few pages talk about her struggling to finish the memoir during quarantine).
However, the book never feels overstuffed, or unfocused. Bechdel also connects her personal experience to history, following a few poets, philosophers, and writers that she felt some kind of personal connection to, as they also thought and talked about transcendence, nature, their own troubled relationships, etc. These writers include Emerson, Coleridge, Wordsworth, Margaret Fuller, and Jack Kerouac. Despite not particularly being fans of or knowing a lot about any of these people, I enjoyed all of these connections. I did find it funny that there was such a focus on Eastern philosophy, but many of the people talked about were white.
The book is broken up into sections that follow a decade, of Bechdel's life (the 1980s, when Bechdel was in her 20s, etc). It was fascinating to see reflections both of her personal history, and of where the world was at the moment. For example, the book would cover some of Bechdel's relationships and the writing of Fun Home and Are You My Mother?, but also discuss the development of running shoes and active wear over the years, or the connection between the AIDS crisis and a focus on a different physique for men—lack of body hair, and use of steroids used more widely after first being prescribed to HIV-positive men.
Even if you have no particular interest in exercise and books about it, this graphic memoir is about so much more. She is incredibly honest about her problems with suppressing her emotions, throwing herself into her work, refusing to rely on others, and pushing herself too hard to the point of injury or illness. I also enjoyed the art style, full of funny little details, and the soft pastels used for the coloring.
This is my first Alison Bechdel book--I own Fun Home, but have never gotten around to reading it, although I loved the musical. It's a philosophical, self-reflective and self-depreciating look at Bechdel's relationship with her body, her health (mental, physical, and emotional), exercise, and the feeling of transcendence. These are huge topics, and she covers her entire life up to very recently (the last few pages talk about her struggling to finish the memoir during quarantine).
However, the book never feels overstuffed, or unfocused. Bechdel also connects her personal experience to history, following a few poets, philosophers, and writers that she felt some kind of personal connection to, as they also thought and talked about transcendence, nature, their own troubled relationships, etc. These writers include Emerson, Coleridge, Wordsworth, Margaret Fuller, and Jack Kerouac. Despite not particularly being fans of or knowing a lot about any of these people, I enjoyed all of these connections. I did find it funny that there was such a focus on Eastern philosophy, but many of the people talked about were white.
The book is broken up into sections that follow a decade, of Bechdel's life (the 1980s, when Bechdel was in her 20s, etc). It was fascinating to see reflections both of her personal history, and of where the world was at the moment. For example, the book would cover some of Bechdel's relationships and the writing of Fun Home and Are You My Mother?, but also discuss the development of running shoes and active wear over the years, or the connection between the AIDS crisis and a focus on a different physique for men—lack of body hair, and use of steroids used more widely after first being prescribed to HIV-positive men.
Even if you have no particular interest in exercise and books about it, this graphic memoir is about so much more. She is incredibly honest about her problems with suppressing her emotions, throwing herself into her work, refusing to rely on others, and pushing herself too hard to the point of injury or illness. I also enjoyed the art style, full of funny little details, and the soft pastels used for the coloring.
Content Warnings
Graphic: Alcoholism, Cancer, Death, Death of parent, Drug use, Drug abuse, and Grief
Moderate: Animal death, Suicide, and Panic attacks/disorders
Minor: Sexual content
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