"Lovers' Legends, The Gay Greek Myths" is the first work since the fall of the Roman empire to bring together in story form the Greek myths of male love between gods and heroes. The tales, written for readers of all ages, include an ancient debate, "Different Loves" ("Erotes" in the original), an unabashed comparison of gay and straight love written by Lucian of Samosata ~1700 years ago. Despite its accessible format, "Lovers' Legends" is a work of considerable scholarship, of interest to classicists and historians as well as members of the gay / lesbian / bi / trans audience, and suitable for use in courses on gender studies or Greek history and culture. Heavily illustrated with photographs of ancient art, it provides notes, a map, bibliography, and an indexed glossary. A great deal of attention has been paid to the production of the book. It is made to it has been printed on heavyweight acid-free recycled paper, with sewn signatures, and clothbound.
I bought this when I was big into Alexander the Great. I enjoyed the love story of Alexander and Hephaistion and thought this may be more of the same.
Not really. This was a bunch of myths where the author re-instated the slashy content. The myths themselves are fairly short (maybe 3-4 pages) and don't go into any real depth.
The intervening argument of which is better "the love of women" or "the love of boys" was actually rather offensive. Not as much for the pederasty, as for the treatment of women.
I should note that at least a third of this book is reference materials, not actual text. Plus, lots of pictures, if you like that sort of thing.
The goal of restoring a more accurate version of the old myths was a good one. I'm just not sure how much I like the format the results came in.
Though ignorant of its overwhelming beauty and truth, enough of this book's value was apparent from reviews that I would have read it many years before I did had it not been for one fatal word in its subtitle: "gay." Whether its deployment is a genuine detraction from the author's otherwise profound understanding and appreciation of the beauty and ethos of Greek love or whether it is a sad concession to the social correctness currently necessary for commercial success, unfortunately it matters.
However, let me first acknowledge this book's virtues, all that qualify it as an extraordinarily beautiful work of the most profound intellectual and aesthetic importance. Despite all one might fear about a work characterising an ancient phenomenon by an anachronistically extremely modern and different one, the contents are entirely faithful in spirit and beauty to the euphoria and extreme human success enabled for tragically too few centuries by an unrivaledly beneficent but now tragically misunderstood form of love. It is no mean feat to achieve this, when not only the spirit of our age militates against it, but the original sources are often profoundly contradictory, their reconciliation requiring considerable understanding and insight. Mr.Calimach has resolved all this most convincingly, for which reasons his book can and should be enjoyed by all.
To try to get an idea why calling these myths gay is so critically misrepresentative, let us imagine what would happen if Zeus were to appear today and hear Mr. Calimach call him gay. Always concerned about mortal impiety towards the gods, he would naturally make enquiries as to what gay meant. He would be merely baffled by the notion he had been born unchangeably fixed in an attraction to males that made him one of a distinct minority, knowing as he did that all that mattered about the mortals that caught his eye was their beauty and not whether they were women or boys. Confusion would change to revulsion though when he heard gays were turned on by men. Fury would begin to arise when he heard most gays joining the cacophany of voices rabidly denouncing the love of boys, and it would explode when he heard them fiercely asserting that gay relationships were equal and that by imputation he was believed to swap roles when in bed with Ganymede. Then thunderbolts would be unleashed and I fear Mr. Calimach would find no place safe to hide. No amount of pleading the undoubted merits of his book would save him in even the depths of Hades, and he would soon find himself eternally and unfairly consigned to the terrible chamber therein named Tartaros.
I was definitely expecting much more from this book.
First of all, it lacked detail. The stories were told very briefly and generally. It felt childish and unprofessional. Also, the language was bad and I found the writing somewhat vague at times.
The only story I really enjoyed was 'Hercules and Hylas'. It was the only one felt complete.
Overall, I find the ideas, thoughts and the theories in this book quite misogynist, ignorant and offensive against women. I only wanted to read a book about gay myths but I ended up with reading a book that was preaching about how women were so unworthy, ugly and polluted so loving adolescent boys was so virtuous and wise for men. It was so sexist and ignorant I grew angrier while finishing it.
"Calimach has done something very important here. There are valuable lessons in this collection even for those with a lot of knowledge about mythology. This is an attractively packaged, delightful collection of well selected and presented stories, filled with wonderful images from ancient art."