Born in 1944, a bastard, adopted by a family barely surviving, it seems like Molly Biswald is never going to escape the card she’s been dealt.
To complicate matters, Molly is also an ambitious female and a lesbian – a lethal combination.
But she’s determined to make something of herself and on her own terms.
Surviving discrimination, poverty and being thrown out of University and then home, Molly heads to New York City in order to pursue a career in filmmaking – an occupation starved of feminine grace.
She battles bigotry, rubs shoulders (and more) with New York’s elite and finally comes to understand the mother who seems to have always resented her.
All the while, she never complains or asks why she is the way she is.
Although, in all honesty, the novel may not be everyone’s cup of tea, there’s something about it that makes one stop half way through and want to savor each page, etch it to memory.
Molly’s journey isn’t one of self-discovery and that’s perhaps the beauty of the novel.
Instead of looking for special things inside her self, she leaps into the big bad world and insists on having her dreams come true.
More than a novel about feminism or the struggles of LGBT youth, Rita Mae Brown’s offering insists on making one think about the power of dreams and how far they can get you even when they seem impossible.
The last paragraph is perhaps the best summary of the novel and of Molly’s spirit, “Damn, I wished the world would let me be myself. But I knew better on all counts. I wish I could make my films. That wish I can work for. One way or another I’ll make those movies and I don’t feel like having to fight until I’m fifty. But if it does take that long then watch out world because I’m going to be the hottest fifty-year-old this side of Mississippi.”
Score : 4.5/5