An EXCELLENT read. Haskell is whip-smart and so coherent and engaging. This book offers wonderful insight into not only the making of the film but the original novel itself as "our Young Adult masterpiece, the national epic of a Young Adult country, to stand humbly alongside (if not at the height of) the Iliad, the Aeneid, War and Peace, Don Quixote, King Arthur and His Knights of the Round Table." Haskell asserts that inside the "tinkling charms of a Southern-belle saga are the rumblings of a feminist manifesto. And the very thing that makes it easy to dismiss or overlook Gone with the Wind is what gave it legitimacy and vitality at an age when it counts. Because the challenge is posed by a girl whose credentials are anything but sterling, whose motives are almost entirely selfish, and whose age, sex, and philistinism make her an unreliable fount of wisdom, her critique is easy to discount." (pp. 227-228)
Haskell's cogent assessment of the complicated relationship between blacks and whites in the South, and how it's seen in other parts of the country, is brilliant and unflinching in its honesty and precision:
"It's easy for someone who's never lived in the South to take a cynical view of the bond between black and white, but no one in good faith can believe it doesn't exist. Likenesses, in the form of rhythms, speech, a great many common virtues and defects, the caring that springs naturally from intimacy -- these have to be acknowledged alongside the evils of slavery, chronic racism, and segregation [....]
The North of today, far from endorsing and colluding in the vision of a graceful class society built on slavery, distances itself completely from the antebellum South and from the tentacles of racism too threatening to claim for its own. If anything, we of the liberal post-civil rights North have been more invested in its other extreme, a vision of the South as intractably racist, integrated in name only. By demonizing the South as racist, we can disguise and also express our own prejudice. Also, by being horror-struck over prejudice in the South, Northern whites can distance themselves from their own taboo feelings of racial superiority. The more it became apparent that the North had its own racial problems and prejudices, the greater the need to see the South's as wholly other and pernicious, a difference in kind rather than degree. We (and here I align myself with my adopted home, the North) are in effect saying, You alone are guilty of these dark feelings and the crimes that come out of them: my outrage proves that I harbor no such prejudices, that I am not like you at all. This may be changing, but sporadically. During my forty years as a Southern transplant, I consistently found that any hint of harmony between the races, of family feeling, even of love between the races, would be met with disbelieving fury, dismissed as factitious, as lies the South tells about itself. Such complex truths are threatening because they undermine Northern liberal righteousness and challenge the demonizing of the South as a repository of pure racism from which Northerners are exempt." (pp. 208-209)
Whew.
What an interesting, intelligent book. Read it.