Unlike the other Daumier print albums I've read, this on offers a meaningful historical commentary on the prints. It is, more than anything else, a pocket history of mid-XIXc French feminism and anti-feminism. The printing is better than the other albums as well and Daumier's draftsmanship, freed from the judicial robes and fat doctors, is fresh and energetic. The subjects are fairly reprehensible, alas--a parade of fat old hags and hatchet-faced young spinsters and henpecked husbands forced to feed children and knot their own ties while their wives are off pretending to be people--but are typical for the time and subject. Indeed, if you've seen anti-sufragette cartoons, you'll see that the trope of the self-centered, family-destroying, sexually unattractive, intellectualy pretentious sufragette were interchangable with Daumier's blustockings of sixty years earlier.
As great an artist as he is, Daumier is just a big bully without wit here. Must have been terrifyingly difficult to deal with as a woman. Definitely an eye-opener.
I adore Daumier's artwork, but I loathe the virulence with which he ridicules "liberated" women in these lithographs. It was hard to decide how to rate the book! :)~