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The Help Presents: The Most Powerful Villain in All of Movie History

By Dustin Rowles | Posted Under Film Reviews | Comments (76)



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I can honestly appreciate that many, myself included, are progressive enough in 2011 that we can take issue with a white woman — in this case, novelist Kathryn Stockett — presumptuous enough to speak for an entire race and class of people from an era with which she didn’t belong. But if I may be presumptuous myself, it’s not the book that many of us have an issue with, it’s the idea that these smug suburban soccer moms on both sides of the political spectrum can claim ownership of the novel, who believe that by reading The Help and sympathizing with it, they have fulfilled their anti-prejudice obligations, who can say, “I understand racism. I have read The Help!”

Reading The Help is the new, “I have a black friend.” Like, Eat, Pray, Love, it’s an easy shortcut to a GAP brand of Enlightenment.

But here’s the thing: The Help differs from Eat, Pray, Love in one glaringly important respect: It’s not about finding yourself; it’s not as selfish as that. It’s about racism. Sometimes we need to be reminded of a black and white world if we are better to understand the grey in which we live. Racism is no longer codified, but in many parts of the country, it’s still an institutional problem. Separate but equal no longer exists officially, but in small and large towns all over the South, black people live on one side of the railroad tracks and the white people live in another. I grew up in one of those towns. Depending on the company I was in, the other side of the tracks was either called The Hill or Ni**ger Hill. So far as I know, things haven’t changed much in the decade since I left.

That’s why books like The Help, and their cinematic adaptations, still matter. There is nothing subtle about The Help. The racism is stark and oversimplified, but it is no less ugly. Occasionally, we need to see that harsh contrast to better understand the grey, to understand why black people, 65 years after Brown vs. Board of Education, still live on the other side of those tracks, where only just recently a second road was finally paved to give those residents an escape route should one of the many cardboard houses up on The Hill catch fire. We need to see the historical extremes to better understand the nuances of contemporary racism, even if those extremes are presented by Dreamworks and feature the star of Easy A.

As for the film? Good God, y’all. It is mawkish. There is a mother with cancer, an unnecessary romantic subplot, an abusive wife, a miscarriage, rousing music, and a small inspirational Hallmark speech in every other scene. Yet, it would take a much stronger man than I to come out of The Help with dry eyes. If it doesn’t catch your tear ducts off guard in one scene, it’ll pounce on them in the next. But if you strip all the manipulative devices away, The Help still works as a small story about a group of maids living in Jackson, Missippi in the 1950s. It works well.

Set against the burgeoning civil-rights movement, The Help concerns itself with the maids who worked in white women’s houses, who made their dinners and raised their children, and who were yet still treated as slaves. The only difference was that they got a wage for their efforts, albeit a tiny one.

Enter Skeeter (Emme Stone), recently graduated from Ole Miss. She takes a job as a reporter for the local Jackson paper and soon finds herself wanting to write about the maids’ perspective. Naturally, finding anyone willing to speak out against their white employees and risk losing their job — or worse, violence — is difficult, but eventually Aibileen Clark (Viola Davis) steps forward, and soon after, Minny Jackson (Octavia Spencer). Standing in their way is Hilly Holbrook (Bryce Dallas Howard) and the Junior League, who are attempting to get a law passed requiring that homes be equipped with separate bathroom facilities for maids.

Piled on top of the central storyline are a few extraneous ones, provided to make it palatable, less uncomfortable, and more entertaining to mainstream audiences. Skeeter’s Mom (Alison Janney) has cancer and she’s withholding a secret about their own maid; Celia Foote (Jessica Chastain) is dealing with rumors about her supposed white-trash ways; and Skeeter herself is attempting to deal with the complicated relationship she has with her mother, as well as fighting against the role laid out for her as a Southern woman in the 1950s.

Ultimately, The Help overcomes the platitudes and the sentimentality for a couple of reasons: First and foremost are the remarkable performances of Viola Davis and Octavia Spencer, who capture the roles of Southern black maids without reducing them to caricatures. (Note that Minny’s Mhmmhmm in the trailer is the only one in the film, and the use of it as a marketing tool to sell the movie is a crass and manipulative ploy to draw to theaters crowds of white people who want to see black women depicted in ways that make them comfortable.) Moreover, Bryce Dallas Howard, who plays the racist Junior League president, is nasty. Viciously nasty. Not a moment goes by when you don’t loathe the woman and want her to choke on her own hate.

Despite what you think of or have heard about the book, the film is also re-framed as Aibileen and Minny’s story, and not as Skeeter’s story about Aibileen and Minny. It’s an important distinction because, at least in the film, it removes the white perspective and trades it in for testimonials from the maids themselves. Emma Stone is good as Skeeter, but in The Help, she’s mostly reduced to a one-note vehicle to tie all these people together instead of the voice that speaks for them all. In a way that also works to the benefit of The Help in that it creates more dimension for the black characters than for Skeeter.

But what really makes The Help a success is the villain. It’s not a superhero or an arch-nemesis or a criminal mastermind. It’s not even Hilly Holbrook herself. The real evil in The Help is hate. There is enough power in that hatred as presented in the film to make almost anyone indignant, furious. And there is nothing more satisfying in film than to witness kindness overcome hate, to see hate gets its motherfucking comeuppance. It doesn’t matter what color the person is who presents it.

Places like Jackson, Mississippi haven’t changed all that much since the 1950s. Racism still exists; it’s simply taken a different, more subtle, almost more insidious form. Many of us who grew up in the area were surrounded by racism, by racist parents and grandparents, and by racist classmates. Some of us witnessed the ugliness frequently, grimaced, held our tongue, and checked out as soon we were able. Maybe The Help, even with its maudlin sentiment and hokey contrivances, will in its own small, Hollywood kind of way, encourage people — black, white, or brown — to stick around, to stop holding their tongues, and voice those grimaces. Change it from the inside instead of shaming it from afar.

It’s easy to cynically dismiss The Help as the condescending efforts of a privileged white woman, and perhaps many of you will. But it’s more challenging and rewarding to separate the book from the reader, to tease out the message, and to take heed of the courage of the people the novel and the film represent.









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Comments

Interesting review and your comments on race are interesting as well. Having grown up fifteen miles southwest of your hometown ( Go Whippets!) and having recently moved back home, I am still amazed at what I see and hear when it comes to race. As for the movie itself I had mixed feelings about seeing it. It seemed to be another one of those movies where the limousine liberals get to feel good about helping the poor "colored" folk. While also featuring the obligatory magic negro character.
But your review has made me think that I should go see this. If for no other reason than that it's not about comic book heroes or another damn sequel.

Posted by: TheBlackMenace at August 10, 2011 5:02 PM

I take issue that you presume all racism resides in the South. Yes, there are those older folks down here from another time who are set in their way of thinking and don't see a problem making grossly inappropriate jokes. But that generation is dying out - and since you left, you wouldn't know.

A huge benefit of the ugliness of the civil rights movement in the South was that desegregation forced us to live together and go to school together and interact with each other, and therefore, learn about each other - which is one of the main ways to overcome prejudices.

That being said, yes, it still exists. But you are grossly mistaken if you think for one second that there isn't prejudice and racism all over this country. Maligning the South because they are the easiest to point their finger at is just as ignorant as the people you are claiming to be better than.

Posted by: Kristobel at August 10, 2011 5:06 PM

Seems like a lot of people are trying really hard to hate this book. Why am I required to be annoyed that Stockett is white? She wrote a good story with characters about a real place and time. It's a beach novel made into a glossy-looking movie, not a sociology textbook. And even if she will never understand what it was to be a black maid in 1960s Mississippi, she apparently wrote her black maids as strong women and human beings. So she's white and they're black- they're the heroes of the book! She tried to do something noble with this story. Why this something to get mad about?

And boy, reading the reviews and critiques of this book and movie all week, it seems like those middle class white suburban soccer moms sure are the scum of the earth, aren't they? Vapid, racist ignoramuses, all of them!

Posted by: RhymesWithSilver at August 10, 2011 5:13 PM

Kristobel,

Since Dustin grew up in the south and it's also where the movie is set, I think it's perfectly relevant. He never said it doesn't exist elsewhere he's just relating the location relevant to the film and his own experiences.

Posted by: Paultera at August 10, 2011 5:14 PM

Skeeter herself is attempting to deal with the complicated relationship she has with her mother, as well as fighting against the role laid out for her as a Southern white woman in the 1950s.

Posted by: Cimorene at August 10, 2011 5:16 PM

I really want Viola Davis to be in more things. She's such a talented actress and she deserves way more attention than she gets. All the fracas about this movie aside, I hope it propels her up into other things. Octavia Spencer has always been the Hey It's That Woman! sort of character actress. I'm glad to hear she did so well.

I think Bryce Dallas Howard might be discovering just how well she can play an awful person. She was a pretty selfish person in 50/50 and I'm intrigued that she played someone so terrible in this. And I'm not sure why Jessica Chastain was cast in the same movie as Howard. It is waaay too easy to mix them up. Maybe I'm just being an old person.

Overall, this sounds like it was better than I thought it'd be and that there's some good stuff to be found in it.

Posted by: Sassafrass Green at August 10, 2011 5:24 PM

Separate but equal no longer exists officially, but in small and large towns all over the South, black people live on one side of the railroad tracks and the white people live in another.

Not just the South, but the North, the East and the West.

Posted by: Fredo at August 10, 2011 5:25 PM

This is a good review dustin, I know I razzed you before about this, but I think that you were very thoughtful.

As some of you may know I'm from MS, so when you said, " Racism is no longer codified, but in many parts of the country, it’s still an institutional problem. Separate but equal no longer exists officially, but in small and large towns all over the South, black people live on one side of the railroad tracks and the white people live in another. I grew up in one of those towns. Depending on the company I was in, the other side of the tracks was either called The Hill or Ni**ger Hill. So far as I know, things haven’t changed much in the decade since I left." that really hit home. I used to teach in one of those schools, I still live in one of those towns.

By the Mississippi Delta, a whole school left behind:
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/10/27/AR2007102701040.html

This article was written while I was working there, teaching 5th and 6th grade science, social studies, and health. Out of 2 grades, I had one white kid and the whole town consisted of big plantation homes but over the tracks the saddest trailer/slums you could find. Guess where the white people lived?

Posted by: Melody Be at August 10, 2011 5:25 PM

OH, MY FUCKING GOD. Here we go again.

How DARE a white woman PRESUME to write a novel about an era in which she didn't live and take a stand against RACISM when she isn't even BLACK???

I said it already in the past thread about this shit, so I'm not going to repeat myself, except to say that to take issue with the quality of the writing is not the same as to take issue with the fact of the author's RACE and RIGHT to write about ANOTHER race.

Seriously -- what the fucking fuck. I guess should just stop writing that piece about Egyptian slavery...

Posted by: Maryscott O'Connor at August 10, 2011 5:53 PM

Funny, I was coming back to here to comment on yesterday's post about this movie and Dustin pretty well made most of my arguments already. My biggest gripe with the earlier post was the knee-jerk comparison to Eat, Pray, Love simply because they were both written by women and liked by women (women! they are so dumb!) Eat, Pray, Love was a terribly contrived self absorbed book about how difficult it is to be a rich white lady with all these problems like a nice husband who wanted kids. Everything about that book was selfish.

If suburban soccer moms took time off deciding whether to be Team Jacob or Team Edward to read something that forced them outside of themselves-and perhaps made them reexamine the women nannying their kids or cleaning their houses then good freakin' hell I'm sorry a white woman wrote this novel and thus, is incapable of infusing it with any reality. If a man wrote a book that shed some light on areas where women have few right is it negated because he doesn't have a vagina? There are 45 trashy novels on the best seller list in the summer that are far more nefarious than jumping on some uptight bandwagon about a book that has actually sparked some terrific awareness in an often complacement demographic.

Posted by: replikate at August 10, 2011 5:54 PM

OH, MY FUCKING GOD. Here we go again.
Posted by: Maryscott O'Connor at August 10, 2011 5:53 PM

Oh dear, another white person incensed by any inference that they might not have a right to do something. Ironic.

Posted by: John. G. at August 10, 2011 6:03 PM

Unfortunately for Viola Davis, Alfre Woodard isn't retired yet.

Do not mock the Mhmmhmm. I don't want to be forced to whip it out and lacerate anyone with it. My Mhmmhmm can drop a mofo at twenty paces.

Posted by: Jerry at August 10, 2011 6:04 PM

Not just the South, but the North, the East and the West.

They're called Sundown Towns. Meaning, you'd better not be a person of color after sundown.

Posted by: superasente at August 10, 2011 6:10 PM

"They're called Sundown Towns. Meaning, you'd better not be a person of color after sundown."
- superasente


... And Indiana has (at least) a dozen of them.

Posted by: Still Cathy After All These Years at August 10, 2011 6:19 PM

Separate but equal no longer exists officially, but in small and large towns all over the South, black people live on one side of the railroad tracks and the white people live in another. I grew up in one of those towns. Depending on the company I was in, the other side of the tracks was either called The Hill or Ni**ger Hill.

I'm fairly ashamed of myself that I didn't realize how fucked up that was until I got out of that town. I didn't even hear of the more colorful name for The Hill until a couple of years ago. Though, I suspect with all the real estate development (shitty apartments) popping up in and around the area that the younger black people will be moving out of The Hill if they choose to stay in the area.

Man, though, nobody ever brought that to my attention. Neither parent (one grew up in Mississippi and Arkansas, so maybe he didn't realize it either), no friend, no teacher, no adult...nobody talked about it. That's just the way it was/is.

Posted by: pissant at August 10, 2011 6:30 PM


this is history as fashioned by hollywood. who knows how
accurate it is and it has always been convenient to point the
finger at the south. maybe we'll get a book/film someday that will
examine how the northern carpetbaggers treated the emancipated
slaves when they escaped the south.
dustin's review is fine but it is more concerned with the theme
than the movie itself. more should have been said about the
wonderful turn by viola davis who should be recognized come awards season. the rest of the cast was also terrific.
at a time of year when the cinema is dominated by aliens,
super-heroes and retread romcoms , this film, although
blatantly manipulative, should be a must see.... you will discuss
it and remember it.

Posted by: snake at August 10, 2011 6:34 PM

I haven't read the book, but a lot of white people are trying hard to take offense that the author isn't black.

I find it interesting that the only people I know who have read it and are raving about it are black women. It doesn't seem to bother them at all...

Posted by: Matt K at August 10, 2011 6:44 PM

I am not a wealthy suburban soccer mom.
I am from the South, and proud to be so.
I enjoyed this book, and I don't care what you think about that.

It's a book, y'all. Fiction.

To act like someone cannot write a fictionalized account of something because of their race, age, or gender is ridiculous. To further imply that someone cannot write about something that they themselves didn't go through pretty much means an end to literature.

There are other things to get all worked up about. I'm tired of hearing the same tirade about what is essentially a beach read, everywhere I go.

Posted by: nix at August 10, 2011 6:57 PM

replikate, I think you are so right on. There is something VERY gendered about the criticism of this book and its admirers. The author is always identified by her race and her gender, which I don't think is accidental. I agree with you fully.

There is a presumptuousness inherent in any writer of fiction, so I fundamentally do not understand that critique. Why, Mark Twain can't write about King Arthur's Court! He's not even English!

It would be great to read more perspectives from different people from this area (and era), and I think the popularity of The Help will, err, help in that regard. I keep thinking about Jane Eyre/Wide Sargasso Sea and Gone With The Wind/The Wind Done Gone. This book (and film) need not be the final word about this time and place, and expectations that it should (or even could) be are, I think, unfair.

Posted by: The Wandering Parakeet at August 10, 2011 7:21 PM

Oh dear, another white person incensed by any inference that they might not have a right to do something. Ironic.

John G.,
I'm curious, how do you know the person who posted that is white? All I infer from her comment is that she isn't Egyptian.

Posted by: pissant at August 10, 2011 7:27 PM

@Maryscott O'Connor,

As long as you don't try to awkwardly shoehorn a white European protagonist into your Ancient Egypt slavery epic, by all means, write away!

Posted by: Chris JL at August 10, 2011 7:42 PM

Perception of credibility may be a reason the author's race is brought up when the book is discussed. The first thing that may pop in your head is "What does she know about being black in the 60's." That may turn people off or cause controversy. It's a superficial discriminating choice and it's made millions of times a day, but when race is involved the situation is amplified. Would you eat a Chinese restaurant that was owned and run by a staff comprised of Hispanics? Or would you say, "What do they know about dim sum," and walk out of the door. They may have the best damn spring rolls ever, but the perceived lack of credibility may make you uneasy.

Posted by: Diallo at August 10, 2011 7:45 PM

I guess I'll be the shallow one here, seeing as everyone else is more concerned about talking about social problems than the glaringly obvious.

TWO hot gingers in the same movie? Hollywood has heard my prayers!

Posted by: ASterisk at August 10, 2011 7:48 PM

So, we're offended that the guy who wrote Ishmael wasn't a psychic ape?

Posted by: BierceAmbrose at August 10, 2011 8:27 PM

Would you eat a Chinese restaurant that was owned and run by a staff comprised of Hispanics? Or would you say, "What do they know about dim sum," and walk out of the door. They may have the best damn spring rolls ever, but the perceived lack of credibility may make you uneasy.

Yes, I would. I don't know how I would know the race of the owners and staff before I ate there unless someone who ate there told me. In which case, I'd ask them how the food was. In fact, as I've become fairly bored of Americanized Chinese food as of late (not to mention the quality around here), I'd be intrigued.

Posted by: pissant at August 10, 2011 8:40 PM

To clarify, the story isn't reframed from the novel as it begins with Aibileen narrating the book and ends with her as does the film. I took my mom to see this today, we both read the book, but she was absolutely wrecked by the end of it. Crying like crazy, that last scene is the best in the film and is so perfectly acted by Davis. I kept looking for those mannerisms you expect from roles like this seen in other movies, but she doesn't show any of them. Brilliant performance.

By the way, the movie is essentially a brisker version of the novel, not much better or worse. Nothing was left out and would serve well if you were looking for cliff notes on the book.

Posted by: Corey at August 10, 2011 8:41 PM

"Separate but equal no longer exists officially, but in small and large towns all over the South, black people live on one side of the railroad tracks and the white people live in another."

"Not just the South, but the North, the East and the West."

While that's true, it's different in the South. It's literally the railroad that is the demarcation still and the homes are the same tiny wooden shacks that you can see in the documentaries or films from the 50's. It's quite jarring. The North and other places may have Projects or old homes and such, but the sights and the true separation, not to mention the more "southern" style racism that still pervades under the cover of 'normal' - it's just very eerie. Doesn't help much that the Klan is still there and the Confederate flag still flies almost everywhere.

If you want to see something that will really hit hard when it comes to Southern racism, when I was in the hospital and unable to sleep, I watched Freedom Riders, a documentary on PBS. I don't think I've ever been that moved and moved to tears. I want to find these people just to shake their hands, give them hugs and tell them how brave I think they are.

Posted by: Protoguy at August 10, 2011 8:47 PM

I find it interesting that the only people I know who have read it and are raving about it are black women. It doesn't seem to bother them at all...

Not all black women are Oprah.
Melissa Harris-Perry really, really did not like the movie.
http://twitter.com/#!/MHarrisPerry

Posted by: Jules at August 10, 2011 9:10 PM

Shit, Dustin, you are making some big-time assumptions about this book and the people who may enjoy it. To infer that the majority of THe Help's audience are wealthy Oprah-fied lily-white soccer moms who aren't fully accesorized w/o a Gucci handbag full of liberal guilt is pretty damned insulting and as ignorant as the racism you're so keen on fighting against. You seem to understand you're making a "presumptuous" broad-brush statement here, so why make it at all? Am I missing some kind of subtext?

Posted by: stryker1121 at August 10, 2011 9:11 PM

Eh, I read the book and liked it. Haven't seen the movie yet but will (mostly for vanity's sake since I was an extra in the movie).

I have been living the last seven years here in Mississippi (kills me to type that) and let me tell you racism is alive and kicking here.

A black aquaintance of mine just got run off the road while biking the Trace by three white teenagers in a pick up truck sporting the Confederate flat. Cracked ribs, black eye, abrasions on her whole body.

A few white teenagers are headed to trial because in June they beat up a random black guy and then ran over and killed him.

Had a woman in her thirties ask me where "the colored gal (employee)" went to in a store.

On the flip side lots of racism here against white folks too. So much so that a gay, white reference librarian I know, who was from Alabama, was so happy after living here for two years to be transfering back to Alabama because he was afraid he would turn racist in turn if he lived here much longer. That's right, a guy couldn't wait to get back to ALABAMA because of the racism here.

Posted by: shake at August 10, 2011 9:57 PM


John G.,
I'm curious, how do you know the person who posted that is white? All I infer from her comment is that she isn't Egyptian.

Posted by: pissant at August 10, 2011 7:27 PM

Oh, that's easy, Pissant. Only white people whine so bitterly about a perceived slight to white people. It is my belief that white people are all to some degree aware of white privilege, even if it's mostly at a subconscious level, so when it is pointed out to them, or they perceive that someone might attempt to strip them of any small portion of that privilege, they rage.

Posted by: John. G. at August 10, 2011 10:10 PM

Oh, what a relief. I was afraid this was going to be Crash 2: Racism Boogaloo.

Posted by: meaux at August 10, 2011 10:25 PM

Huh.

Well, that was...interesting.

Like it has been said, it is a novel, not a sociology book. And the fact that a white woman even BOTHERED to write a novel from that perspective at that time is quite commendable. So I am not going to knock Stockett for what she did. At least she actually talked to these women, and tried to pass their words as their own, instead of shoveling out some crowd-pleasing pablum.

Hell, this reminds me of the first time I read Uncle Tom's Cabin. I finished it and was like "So, THAT was what all the fuss was about? WTH?" Seriously people, can we give the lady SOME credit? Sure, it isn't Tolstoy or anything, but for it's time, it was pretty revolutionary.

So if someone (white, black, man, woman, whatever) wants to write about a disenfranchised people as a vehicle for understanding them and actually tried to portray them as people first, I am not going to slap it down. What kind of message does that send? "Don't write ANYTHING about people different from you, even if you want to show that they aren't; you are just not the right race/sex to do it."

I don't know about you folks, but seems kinda racist (and sexist) to me.

P.S. Maybe a little "white guilt" refresher is needed every once in a while. Better than "white ignorance" for damn sure.

Posted by: Vermillion at August 10, 2011 11:06 PM

I get tired of people saying that racism is mostly a Southern thing. I hear it all the time in California. I then tell those people my story. I live in Orange County, California. My neighbor has these little punks drive by his house, screaming the N-word and "white power" in the middle of the night before they drive off. It's really scary to be woken up to people shouting like that. All of us neighbors have tried calling the police, but these punks are hard to get since they flee like cowards. The poor man got so fed up that he left his apartment. It makes me a little mad when I hear people here say things like, "Oh, that's in the South. Or, that's 50 years ago. We live in California not Alabama, etc." Wrong. It happens everywhere. Even in liberal, pot-smoking, multi-cultural California.

Posted by: Saphire at August 10, 2011 11:06 PM

"Racism is no longer codified, but in many parts of the country, it’s still an institutional problem."

Wow, which fucking America do you live in? Because I live in the one where racism is a national institution and that shit is still codified all over the damn place.

I love how reviews like these have the commentariat braying that they aren't racists and white writers can write about black problems as long as they do it well.

Please. Go fuck yourselves if you think a white person can really do justice to the lives of people of color who have, you know, LIVED racism not just observed it.

The book might be good but wouldn't it be nice to see a book penned by a black person get the press this one has? And a book where black folks actually look like human beings and not stereotypes?

Posted by: Melanie at August 10, 2011 11:07 PM

Perception of credibility may be a reason the author's race is brought up when the book is discussed. The first thing that may pop in your head is "What does she know about being black in the 60's." That may turn people off or cause controversy. It's a superficial discriminating choice and it's made millions of times a day, but when race is involved the situation is amplified. Would you eat a Chinese restaurant that was owned and run by a staff comprised of Hispanics? Or would you say, "What do they know about dim sum," and walk out of the door. They may have the best damn spring rolls ever, but the perceived lack of credibility may make you uneasy. - Diallo

I, for one, don't care what ethnic group makes my food so long as the food is good. Isn't it supremely racist to think that any Chinese person can magically make great Chinese food, while a Latino (who studied for years in China) can't, solely due to race? How stupid!

The problem with "inauthentic" representations of non-white cultures by whites is that the white creator has a tendency to taint the whole representation with his/her white perspective. Everything is interpreted through a white frame-of-reference. Or sometimes, the non-white culture is essentialized into ridiculous stereotypes. Even if the white creator does a great job, there's also a troubling issue of why non-white cultures can only be introduced into mainstream consciousness by a white conduit.

Are non-whites THAT scary and incongruous with majority-white audiences?

Posted by: Chris JL at August 10, 2011 11:09 PM

@Corey

That's the charm about Chris Columbus' movies. They take the main story from a novel and include every detail, or most every detail from the source material. The only problem with his movies is that you usually get a Spark Notes version of the story. Sure, you find out about everything and the meaty plot elements are left intact, but the only thing missing is the emotion and heart of the story. Case in point, Rent. While the film suffered many problems outside of its choice of director, the film felt so dead in comparison to the stage show, which is lively and while flawed, has a great energy and spark to it. Columbus' version of Rent was a film about bohemians fighting against The Man, written and directed by The Man.

Mini rant aside, The Help is a book that is collecting dust on my Kindle, and though I've meant to finish reading it, I'm a little too in love with George R. R. Martin to put his books down and read The Help. Maybe later this year.

Posted by: Kamikaze Feminist at August 10, 2011 11:16 PM

@Kamikaze Feminist

Yeah, I totally agree that Columbus does that where the film includes every detail no matter how unecessary. That bothered me the most about it because I don't see any point in adapting things for the screen if there isn't artistic merit. If you want to adapt a movie to screen, there should be some reasoning other than money behind it. But the whole point of this film as far I've seen has been just to cash in on the massive success of the book. I'm not saying the film is great, but it does what it sets out to do, which is translate the book to screen and please general audiences. It's the performances that actually make it worth a look though.

Posted by: Corey at August 10, 2011 11:41 PM

I'd suggest that if you REALLY want to appreciate "The Help," you purchase the audiobook. It is brilliant. I cried countless times and laughed just as many.

That said, it's a book, people. Not a textbook. Not a guide to race relations. It's a work of fiction. I mean, did we hold J.K. Rowling responsible for an accurate portrayal of witches in society? No? Oh yeah, because "Harry Potter" was also fiction.

Just enjoy it for what it is: a few hours of well-written, clever escapism. It's simply just not reason to have a conniption (I'm looking at you, Melissa Harris-Perry), no matter how much you want it to be.

Posted by: The Pink Hulk at August 11, 2011 1:14 AM

Ni**ger Hill.
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Y'all spell it with THREE G's?

Congratulations, y'all win the White Medal for racism.

Posted by: , at August 11, 2011 1:52 AM

@The Pink Hulk, actually I think talking about literature, exploring its themes and putting the work in context of the world is actually a large part of the joy of fiction. Textbooks don't work the same. And no one is having a conniption. People are discussing a work of fiction and putting it in context.

Posted by: John. G. at August 11, 2011 1:52 AM

ok, then us white folks will just have to stay out of your black business then, is that the message I'm supposed to be getting here? Great. Glad we're all open and enlightened on both sides then. Fuck me.

Posted by: Protoguy at August 11, 2011 3:56 AM

The Help was the best plane book I ever read. I can't wait to watch this movie in a few years on TNT when I'm hung over on Sunday afternoon.

I do think the authorship matters, but as one consideration among many about the book. I think it warrants discussion, because if I remember correctly (and I may not, see above: I was on a plane), the book is presented in a way that hints that it's more than a well-researched piece of fiction, maybe that it's a memoir? I won't belabor that point because I'm not confident about it, but that was the impression I came away with, and when I realized otherwise I felt like I had been manipulated. Maybe I was just extra dumb that day because I was on a long haul flight.

To go back to @Maryscott O'Conner's example, nobody would make the mistake of thinking your historical novel about Egyptian slavery was anything but a work of researched fiction. Maybe Egyptians would get pissed about that shit because their society is still living with the legacy of slavery. I know zip about Egypt but obviously racism in America is alive and well and hence people of all colors need to think about things like authorship, representation and voice. That is not to say that this book is invalid, or a bad book, or that a white person can't write about non-whites or men can't write about women or any of those things. It just bears discussion. I'm glad it's happening here on Pajiba.

Personally, I wish The Help had linked the 1950's storyline with a contemporary one, because women of color are still taking care of white people's children (clearly this is an oversimplification) and I think a lot of the issues raised in The Help still exist, though perhaps not as explicitly as in the 1950's.

A final thought: Dustin, I have a lot of respect for your work and your perspective. I agree with your ultimate conclusion that The Help, book or movie, has sparked conversation and that is always a good thing. I do, however, also agree with @replikate above that the eat, pray, love comparison is totally unwarranted--the only thing these books have in common is that (at least you think) they are popular and largely read by middle class white ladies...which apparently means the books are questionable? WTF dude?


Posted by: Cara at August 11, 2011 6:13 AM

Y'all are going to give me a white guilt complex, and I'm brown!

On another note, I thought the book was poorly written, nvm the race of the author.

Also, were there really women in the 50's named Skeeter? Kinda sounds like a cool modern tomboy-ish nickname. I want to meet some old granny out there named Skeeter.

Posted by: Donut Plains at August 11, 2011 8:46 AM

Grandfather fought racism in the South 50 years ago. First cousin doing the same thing in the midwest today. It's a many-headed hydra. Don't assume it has ony one lair.
That is all. Never heard of The Help.

Posted by: Agogagogo at August 11, 2011 9:03 AM

"Please. Go fuck yourselves if you think a white person can really do justice to the lives of people of color who have, you know, LIVED racism not just observed it."

Please. Tell that to all of the past Presidents, Senators and Congressmen who took time out of their lives to craft and pass all of that civil rights legislation. Or those white people who marched along side their fellow black brothers and sisters in protest, got cracked in the skull by white cops or rode on busses in protest of racial discrimination.


If it weren't for (some, not all) white people laying down their lives in protest of slavery during the civil war, slavery might still exist. There's a reason why the NAACP was founded on Lincoln's Birthday (day, not year.)

The African slave trade of the last 500 years was abolished first and foremost in white European countries by white europeans who saw the ills of their ways and sought to make amends.

Were all of their intentions pure? Probably not. But I am willing to be that some of them were, which makes you a dumbass.

Posted by: Some Guy at August 11, 2011 10:41 AM

As I wrote in the other thread, there are many wonderful books written by authors about people they don't know, places they've never lived, and bygone decades.

But this?

"And the fact that a white woman even BOTHERED to write a novel from that perspective at that time is quite commendable."

"Commendable"? Why would this be any more commendable than any other author writing a book of fiction? Stockett's not doing anybody any favors here. She wrote and heavily marketed a book and has reaped enormous financial benefits from it. "Mighty white of you" comes to mind.

Posted by: samantha t at August 11, 2011 10:44 AM

"Go fuck yourselves if you think a white person can really do justice to the lives of people of color who have, you know, LIVED racism not just observed it."

I think a white person who does his or her research, does it well, lives and breathes it, and is a gifted writer can do it. Stockett is none of these.

As to racism, I'd argue that African-Americans who didn't live through segregation couldn't possibly understand what it was like, much as I'd argue Jewish-Americans couldn't possibly understand what a concentration camp is like. But one can most certainly do one's best to try to emphathize.

Posted by: samantha t at August 11, 2011 10:47 AM

Here's an instance where I think ignorance is kinda blissful.

For the most part, I have no idea of an author beyond their name on the cover. I read the book. I like it- and I'm thankful for the author's storytelling that managed to steal away with my mind for a while- or I don't- and I wonder how the hell they scored themselves a publishing deal. I find another book- and if it's by the same author, the only preconception I have is based on their other work. The end.

I understand some people like that knowing more about the author can lead to discussions, but I can do without conversational thread knotted up by answering stereotypes with sweeping generalizations. The uprising against soccer moms will be an interesting entry into social history books of the future.

As a kid, I didn't know or care who wrote my books- The Magic Faraway Tree, To Kill A Mockingbird, Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Chronicles of Narnia- I was just glad that they did. My dad tried explaining the concept of a band, versus a solo artist- who clearly had a band somewhere in there to make all that other noise- and it was too confusing for my tiny mind to grasp so I didn't bother with it, just loved whatever songs moved me. And why would I give a shit that Elton John was gay when that song "Kiss the Bride" made me jump around the room like a maniac? I didn't know certain names were Jewish or Indian or Nordic, they were just names, some harder to say than others.

I was a dumbass, un-supposedly-enlightened kid. And damned if I don't hate adulthood just a smidge for muddying those waters, telling me what I should and shouldn't like in art based on everything but blind appreciation.

To note: I haven't read The Help. The title and cover art didn't appeal. I have other books I own purely because of the title and/or art. That's fine, fine, shallow appreciation for ya, folks.

Posted by: Scratch McGee at August 11, 2011 1:04 PM

I really hate the "you'll never understand, because you are ________" argument. At work, I once heard an older Latino man once tell a young Latina woman, "Oh, in the 1960's, it was real bad, you young folks complaining about racism, you'll never understand." Basically, you can say that about anyone who hasn't experienced discrimination at a certain place/time. My point is--when you say you'll never understand, then you create barriers. That's why we have fiction, movies and people telling their stories--so that people who haven't experienced this can understand what it might have been like to be there, learn something from it, and emphathize.

Posted by: kat at August 11, 2011 1:14 PM

Watch an episode of Hardcore Pawn and you might feel differently.

Posted by: chuck at August 11, 2011 2:21 PM

I'd really love to see us all back away from the eaither/or side of this argument. I really don't think most people on this thread are saying "No one should write about someone outside their race/gender/whatever." I also don't think most people think it's cool if anybody just appropriates everyone else's story and claims it is their own.

My undertsanding is that *if* you're going to write about an experience that someone else *actually* had, you need to be aware of the pitfalls and tropes that will lessen the impact of your work - like, say, the Magical Negro trope, or the White Lady Saves the Day trope. If you can write the story from an individual perspective that doesn't make broad proclamations on behalf of someone else's group, or oversimplifies the problem to make it feel pat or neat, then GREAT. You might be Harper Lee.

Otherwise, you might be in trouble.

Maryscott, I get what you are saying, really I do, but can entertain the possibility that it's not THAT simple? That we're not just reacting to the thought of any white person writing about any other group's struggle? That perhaps what some of us are saying is that, if you're going to write about someone else's struggle, research it better and make sure it's not saying things you didn't intend it to say [things you might have missed because of privilidge and assumptions]? I think that's a fair thing to say.

Posted by: Tammy at August 11, 2011 3:30 PM

I've lived in the US for 9 years and this is what I have learned that I know about the experience racism: Nothing.

HOWEVER

A good writer can write well about anything and their background may colour their work, but it does not negate their potential ability to write insightfully and movingly on any given subject and from any given perspective. This reminds me of when Roddy Doyle wrote The Woman Who Walked Into Doors and some women said that he couldn't possibly do the lead female character justice because he had that pesky Y chromosone. That's ridiculous and I mean that in the truest, based in its origins, sense of the word. RIDICULOUS!

Posted by: Mrs. Julien at August 11, 2011 4:11 PM

That's not, really, the argument, though. The argument is that when one writes without acknowledging one's **privilege**, one puts oneself in a tough spot and opens the work up for criticism of this nature.

I would argue that Mark Twain and Harper Lee's books work so well because each writer shows acute awareness of white privilege (and in Twain's case, male privilege) in their writing - even if they didn't necessarily call the phenomenon they were witnessing "privilege." I would argue that both Huck Finn and Mockingbird are more **about** shining a light on privilege than they are about anything else. That's why they don't feel like they are co-opting someone's story, or showing how Whitey Saves The Day in any cliche fashion - because the realizations that the main characters have involve seeing their own advantages in stark contrast to the oppression suffered by the people they care about.

There are a lot of people making the argument that "a good writer can write about anyone." True. I agree wholeheartedly. A good writer means someone who is self-aware enough about his/her experience in the world, as contrasted with the experiences of the subject, to do justice to their story without reducing it, oversimplifying it, or making it a caricature (see also: Dickens and the destitute). That doesn't mean EVERY writer should be free from criticism when he or she misses the mark - and it doesn't make the question of privilege any less important.

Posted by: Tammy at August 11, 2011 8:24 PM

A white person may not experience this kind of racism, but that doesn't mean they don't have experiences with it and don't have a right to examine it and write about it from their perspective. This should be important, not discouraged.

Posted by: DominaNefret at August 11, 2011 9:55 PM

"Commendable"? Why would this be any more commendable than any other author writing a book of fiction? Stockett's not doing anybody any favors here. She wrote and heavily marketed a book and has reaped enormous financial benefits from it. "Mighty white of you" comes to mind.

I am simply saying that instead of the myriad of other subjects she could have easily wrote about and enjoyed success from (I believe someone brought up Eat, Pray, Love?), for her to choose THIS PARTICULAR SUBJECT, and draw some form of positive attention to these women, especially focusing on the time period it was written in (when she had no real obligation to do so) shouldn't be slapped down so hastily.

The woman could have chosen easier, and much more lucrative subjects, but she didn't, and I commend her for THAT. I'm not saying she can't be criticized, I'm just saying that her race shouldn't be first and foremost a reason to bar her from writing what she wants to write. And I simply don't see anything that indicates that she was being malicious in her depiction of these women.

Man, it's like a workshop on Hanlon's Razor in here.

Posted by: Vermillion at August 12, 2011 12:18 PM

I love the book. I haven't seen the movie yet, but I plan to. I had no clue what color the author was until I got to the end of the book and read the notes by the author. I don't care if she's white, black or polka dotted, she wrote a compelling story trying to shed some light on a time few of us can even comprehend.

I too, watched Freedom Riders on PBS - no, we'll NEVER "get it", no matter what color we are. If you didn't LIVE THROUGH THAT TIME, you won't "get" it. You can only try to understand, to empathize, and to see that you STAMP RACISM OUT in your own town, in your own heart, in your own thoughts, and raise your kids to do the same.

Maybe one day some kid will read "The Help" and think "this never happened" because it's so far from their own reality. I can only hope.

I'm happy the book was written, and I'm happy for all of the authors who stretch their minds and try to envision some time, some place that is long gone and try to tell a compelling story about it so that we can learn and remember.

My daughter wants to know why I talk to her about WWII and the Holocaust - I tell her "so we never let it happen again". I don't want to have to have another Civil Rights movement. I don't want to step backward and not forward.

Write on, authors of WHATEVER COLOR YOU ARE, please continue to imagine and to dream and to let characters speak through you onto the pages of a book. I will read you and not care what color or gender you are. Thank you.

Posted by: Darlene at August 12, 2011 12:58 PM

"The woman could have chosen easier, and much more lucrative subjects, but she didn't, and I commend her for THAT."

I don't see how this book could've been more lucrative, but I digress. It is basically drafted as if the only audience was book clubs and it's now being made into a movie. I just don't see this as a risk-taking venture by the author.

"Middlesex"? Now THERE'S a not-so-easy subject matter that managed to be brilliant just the same.

Posted by: samantha t at August 12, 2011 1:35 PM

I probably won't see this movie until it comes on HBO and there is nothing else on. And I probably won't read the book either. Mostly because I like to laugh rather than cry... and sometimes I laugh so hard that I do cry... once I laughed so hard I threw up...

Anyway... I just wanted to say the "other side of the tracks" thing, is a lot more socioeconomic than race related. Especially now, but even then.

Posted by: MRod at August 12, 2011 2:24 PM

Write on, authors of WHATEVER COLOR YOU ARE, please continue to imagine and to dream and to let characters speak through you onto the pages of a book. I will read you and not care what color or gender you are. Thank you.

Posted by: Darlene at August 12, 2011 12:58 PM

That's about the best thing I've read here in days. Thank you, Darlene.

Posted by: Uriah Creep at August 12, 2011 9:59 PM

I was saying to myself the other day what this country needed was a book and a movie about racism and the civil rights movement from a white point of view. Because water cannons, beatings, lynchings and rabid police dogs tearing your legs apart is NOTHING compared to the inconvenience of having to get up and make your own Mint Julep.

Posted by: Mr. Stitch at August 12, 2011 10:24 PM

I only remember it being called The Hill growing up...maybe I blocked out all memories of the other name. It also took me moving away to get perspective and confirm what I always believed deep down - that was just wrong. When I moved back to the south with my husband (who is not a "southerner"), I realized that although there is racism everywhere, it has a whole different feel in the south. I often find myself feeling ashamed to have been raised in this part of the country, especially when someone says something that causes my husband to give me that look again that says "See, I told you that most people here are still racist". And it's not just the older generation......

Posted by: casagomezgirl at August 12, 2011 10:42 PM

Hey indignants, guess what other terrible things are happening to you via your stand-ins:

Stockett is being sued by the true life 'help' she used as models. The women who worked in her neighborhood/effectively raised her and her peers claim that they were used as unasked, uncredited and uncompensated figures of study. I imagine she secretly goes back to that old community and under a cover of darkness, repays all of that service with 'dialogue'. Feel better?

So all things being equal...

Greed huh, but who is the guilty party? Fighters, start your cock-ing. I'll put my money on 'Foregone Conclusion'.

Posted by: Jo 'Mama' Besser at August 13, 2011 1:04 AM

JoMama,

I give you credit, I never understand a fucking thing you write, but you write SO WELL.

Posted by: , at August 13, 2011 1:37 AM

At least you call it racism in the US.
In Australia the marginalised indigenous inhabitants often live in town camps, directly or indirectly government funded and controlled. No real acknowledgement is made of the damage disease, slavery, massacres, the forced removal of children, eviction from their traditional land, alcohol or a sedentary life and western diet have. The failure to recognise Aboriginal people live in two cultures with a tribal mindset, meaning they must negotiate traditional culture and western law, with no posssibility of central uniform representation.
Hollywood is acknowledging your problems, in Australia we get "Australia".

Posted by: John Forrest at August 13, 2011 2:18 AM

lesigh

1) It's stupid to imply that a white woman can't write a book about discrimination in the south. Such an implication would require that people are incapable of imagination, empathy and scope.

2) Yes, racism happens everywhere and not just the south. But it wasnt the north that started a war over it. Time to accept that you live in a geographical location associated with bigotry. That doesn't mean you are a bigot.

3) While I understand that this is the internet, and it's what you're supposed to do here... please stop overreacting. This is a movie review framed by the necessary social commentary to make that review relevant. We all know racism is bad. Lets worry about the movie on this movie review site.

Posted by: Lennon at August 13, 2011 3:15 AM

I think what many people are reacting to is that yet again we have to rely on a narrator who is white when this is not her story. It just isn't. Sorry. I, for one, would like to know how many novels by people of color have been written about this era, even written about this very subject that were thrown in the slush pile. Why are these stories always told from the POV as some white woman who is, zounds! a crusader for justice. Avatar much? We have moved into the next stage of institutional racism, which I suppose is a move forward. The stories are being told, albeit by white surrogates. Am I saying that white authors can't tell this story? No. But I think it woefully naive to assume that black authors have the same access to publishers, agents, etc., i.e., the publishing machine. And I bet that if it were written by a black woman it would be castigated as soapbox. And ignored. And thrown into the slushpile.

Posted by: wizardwench at August 13, 2011 2:48 PM

my grandma says she can still remember when the local amusment park had to have seperate lines for people who were black and people who were white. here's what i believe about racism it's nothing more then sibling rivalry started by cain and able we are all memebers of the same race the human race.i prefer to think of the entire human race as one big family muslims and jews and other races and religions are honorary brothers and sisters

Posted by: Utah Dynamo at August 13, 2011 5:48 PM

@,

I experimented with lucidity during my Howard McNair Fan Club days but there's such a thing as being too real (jejune by Biker Ingalls Wilder standards), you know?

Posted by: Jo 'Mama' Besser at August 13, 2011 8:03 PM

wizard makes a good point. I think a lot of the irritation comes from ongoing marginalization. It began with the body and has migrated to the head and at this point is felt to be some kind of historical looting. You can see why so many people are bothered even if you don't agree with it. As far as telling one's own stories, can some that get published, or can such a sacred trust be trusted if in the hands of the trustee, please Oracle, permission me to truth! We'll watch, but presently the group that had historically writen the rules in its own favour was seemingly re-writing history in its own favour. If we couch it terms of robbery/theft which has occupied a lot of this thread it will play out like this: 'So you were robbed of your possessions and you know who did it, when, and someone stepped on your mobile, accidentally recording the act? The problem isn't theft, the problem is you have too many possessions, so I think you need to apologize to your aggressor' People want to be stewards in their own lives, so we could stand to be sensitive to the protectiveness over their own lives and memories--who else would? So the 'real' story is banished and sanitized with a very 'don't worry, we'll take it from here' attitude. I wonder how much more money was received by the individuals who Pat Boone-i-fy the stories than was by these women over the course of a life? I don't know, I guess you could say it's the difference between a real tatoo and a rub-on...and a hypodermic full of mawkish VD.

How many Magical Negroes martyr themselves?
How many Saviour White Ladies do the same?

Isn't that kind of weird? I'd go into it further, but I'm scheduled to go the way of all things during some opening credits.

Posted by: Jo 'Mama' Besser at August 13, 2011 8:55 PM

John Forrest: Oh, we have that, too. We just don't address it at all.

Posted by: samantha t at August 13, 2011 10:29 PM

How many Tyler Perry movies do we get before a black director actually makes these wonderful films you think need making? A white writer and director take on the issue and the thing you bitch about is that they're white? Maybe is we weren't subjected to Perry and the Wayans and Eddie Murphy's fartstranvaganza and there were more black filmmakers and writers who actually took on these topics I'd take your bitching more seriously.

But I suppose that's whitey's fault too.

Maybe the idea was that these women did not have a voice, because of racism, because of access, and a white woman gave them a voice or at least a way to speak with that voice. Maybe the idea was that we're in this together, not as two separate entities and we need to solve the problem together, not as white and black. Maybe the idea that white people shouldn't dabble in black issues is part of the problem. Maybe the separation cuts both ways?

Posted by: Protoguy at August 14, 2011 7:31 AM

The important here thing is: how adorable is Emma Stone in that photo?

Priorities, people. Priorities.

Posted by: figgy at August 14, 2011 11:37 AM

The book and movie take place in the 1960s....not the 50s.

Posted by: Jessica at August 21, 2011 9:15 PM

Just watched the movie today with the rest of the book club. Movie stayed fairly true to the book which was good. I am way late to this party but ...the "mmmhmm" from Minnie was crass, but not as offensive as the whole fried chicken bits.

Posted by: The Woo at August 28, 2011 9:53 PM

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