The Help, White Women Saviors and Maids with Superpowers

What if a black woman had written The Help?

I mulled over that question after leaving an advance screening of the movie based on the best-selling novel by Kathryn Stockett. What if, say, Alice Walker had sat down to write the story of southern black maids detailing the cruelty and humiliation they endured at the hands of their white female employers during Jim Crow? Would that mitigate the feelings of anger and frustration I felt as I returned to my car?

**SPOILERS AHEAD! **

I’d been invited to the screening a few weeks prior and reluctantly RSPVed. I hadn’t read the novel but bought a copy for my mother to read for her book club last year. I’d been living in a blissful bubble, had no clue what The Help was about until a few months back when I heard rumblings about the upcoming film from several womanist blogs and black film sites. When I learned that Stockett is white, my heart sank. Yes, I was angry about a book I hadn’t read, frustrated by what I perceived to be another story of downtrodden black women lifted out of the dusky cave of their existence by a Conscious White Woman — who gets all the glory. No thank you, Hollywood. I’ve seen that movie one too many times. All week long, I balked at the idea of attending the screening and was even going to give away my tickets the day of, but I had already invited my mother. I couldn’t back out.

As we parked and made our way across the street to the Regal movie theater in downtown L.A., I noticed that the line stretching around the building was largely black and female. No surprise there as the event was sponsored by the Hollywood Bureau of the NAACP. I studied the faces of other sisters as I passed, trying to gauge their feelings. Was anyone else torn about seeing the movie? Were they there to support black actresses Viola Davis and Octavia Spencer in an industry where meaty roles for black women are rare? Or were they simply lined up to see a free movie? I settled into my seat, thinking these things, as the house lights dimmed.

The movie opens with a feminine white hand scribbling on a tablet as a black woman speaks in a weary voiceover. The hand holding the pen belongs to Eugenia “Skeeter” Phelan, a cheeky 23-year-old graduate of Ole Miss who yearns to be a writer. Aibileen Clark, she of the weary voice, is being interviewed about her life as a maid, about how it feels to raise white babies while her own are left at home to raise themselves, about how it feels to work in the home of white folks all day but be denied the use of their toilet. “Do you ever dream of being somebody else?” Skeeter asks.

The opening scene told me everything I needed to know about the rest of the movie. Even though Aibileen speaks in voiceover throughout the film as if the story is hers, this is not her story. The story belongs to Skeeter, a curly-haired nonconformist. She is the only one among her pompadoured and spritzed Bridge Club homies, Hilly and Elizabeth, not desperate for a man, babies or a prominent place in society. Skeeter is the Good White Woman, the liberated woman disturbed by segregation, bothered that her white friends toss about the word “nigger” in the presence of their servants and deny them access to the commode. Skeeter is so “good” and so defiant in the face of Jim Crow that it seems she can single-handedly usher in the Civil Rights Movement.

The movie deals in binaries aplenty, draped in Confederate flags, hanging moss and “Whites Only” signs. Nothing is nuanced in this flick, as if the director took a page out of the Tyler Perry Manual of Filmmaking. Judging by the raucous laughter that floated up to me in the balcony, I’d say he succeeded. The white women, particularly Bryce Howard’s odious housewife Hilly, are ruthless bigots solely concerned with maintaining their way of life and keeping the nigras in their place. The black women exist merely as props for them to perpetrate their evil — or as consolers, as holders of white babies, as sassy chicken fryers. “Frying chicken make you tend to feel better about life,” says the feisty Minny, played by Octavia Spencer, as she consoles her employer, Celia, after a recent miscarriage. Potty jokes are rife in this film — from Aibileen’s attempts to toilet train Elizabeth’s toddler, Mae Mobley, to Hilly’s mission to have every white household build a separate toilet for servants, to the shit Minny bakes into a chocolate pie and serves to Hilly. I had no idea The Help was a comedy. Many times, I fidgeted in my seat as the largely black audience hooted at what was supposed to be a sobering look at the sometimes tense relationship that exists between black and white women. I’m no curmudgeon. I chuckled during a few scenes, but it felt more like I was laughing to keep from crying.

As the movie wore on, Skeeter grew more dogged in her pursuit of collecting the maids’ stories. Her manuscript-in-the-making attracted the attention of an editor at Harper & Row, and she was given three weeks to submit a draft. It felt like Skeeter was more concerned with publication than with the lives of her black subject matter. Although Aibileen had written down her personal anecdotes about maiddom, and revealed that her son believed there was going to be “a writer in the family” prior to his death, I had difficulty relating to Aibileen’s story. None of the black women seemed to have any agency, seemed to have a life outside of a white woman’s kitchen. Did Aibileen like to sing or dance? Did she like to pick flowers or make lemonade? If she or any of her fellow maids had an interior life, it was drowned out by the incessant drumbeat of despair.

As trope after trope of black womanhood piled up — the sassy black woman, the noble, long-suffering black woman, the black woman dealing with an abusive man — I grew angry at Stockett, a rich, privileged white woman, for unleashing The Help on the world. I grew angry at Hollywood for continuing to churn out such narrow representations of black womanhood, sacrificing our struggles, our pain, our spirit on the altar of entertainment. I grew angry at the NAACP for endorsing this movie and telling us to throw “Help parties,” as if independent black films don’t languish in production hell or die a quick death if they are fortunate enough to make it to the big screen, as if Stockett is some struggling writer who doesn’t already have an international following and the backing of a major publishing house and studio, as if there is a dearth of schmaltzy flicks where the cute white girl gets to be the hero, and the black supporting cast lines up behind her like a ragged rainbow.

By the end of the film, Skeeter’s tome The Help is published, albeit the author is Anonymous. She splits her advance with each maid who contributed to the work and heads off to New York for a bright future at Harper & Row. The audience at the screening clapped and chuckled at Minny’s excitement over the paltry change she is given for divulging a painful part of her life. Minny is so thrilled that she leaves her famous fried chicken on the stove to burn as she runs screaming through the house. As I listened to the laughter of the people around me, I wondered if they really believed The Help is Minny’s story or that Aibileen is really “the writer in the family.”

As black folk, many of us have had mothers, grandmothers or aunties who did day work, who cleaned up behind white people, and their stories deserve to be told. Which brings me back to my original question: What if a black woman had written The Help? What would the book have looked like in the hands of a black writer whose mother was “the help” or from the mind of a woman who cleaned houses for a living during the 60s, who experienced first-hand how it felt to be marginalized and disenfranchised not just under Jim Crow, but at the hands of the folks whose toilets she scrubbed? Would that book have seen the light of day? Would that book have been such an international success if there had been black faces featured on the front and back covers, or are such books only lucrative if they are filtered through the gaze of a white author? Am I saying that only black authors are allowed to write stories about black life and any attempt by a white writer is cultural appropriation and exploitation? No. Maybe what I’m really lamenting is this love affair literature and film seem to have with servile black women, this never-ending narrative of black women needing to be saved. Skeeter asks Aibileen, “Do you ever dream of being somebody else?” My answer is a resounding, “Yes!” Give me a servant who can save herself. Give me a maid with superpowers.

As I walked out of the theater, wrestling with these feelings, I turned to my mom. Her mother was a cleaning woman, and she sometimes accompanied my grandmother as she did day work. Mom liked the novel and thought it was well written.

“So what did you think about the movie?” I asked as we stood on the corner, waiting for the light to change.

“It was entertaining,” she said. We stepped into the crosswalk, and I buttoned my denim jacket against the wind. “A little bit better than some, but not as good as most.”

That’s good enough for me.

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  1. Marcus Sconiers

    As I read this review, my mind went back to stories my grandmother told me about the many years she worked as help in a white woman’s house, while my grandfather worked the farm just so none of her children would have to. I closed my eyes at the thoughts and remember her telling me that she was that little fireball black woman who knew she was a person just like the white people she worked for and grandma didnt take any mess.
    A little over a month ago I was in Alabama to attend my grandfather’s funeral. A white man stood up during the wake who apparently grew up with my mom and siblings, yet after so many years gone by they didnt recognize him. He remembered naming one of my uncles and in doing so he was recognized by several of my aunts and uncles, but he told a story of how when one day the baby he named was crying so that as a little child he stepped onto the front porch of his house and yelled across the street “Sarah, you betta stop my baby from cryn”! Sarah is my grandmother, and while many people in the audience laughed, I was furious. Thoughts of contempt for this o

    • Thanks for sharing that story, Marcus. I would love to hear more of your grandmother’s experiences. I get what Kathryn Stockett was trying to do with The Help, but the focus always seems to be more on the white employer’s agency than on the agency of the servants. I’m glad that we can have this dialogue about it.

    • Marcus Sconiers

      As I read this article, my mind went back to stories my grandmother told me of working as the help in white homes, raising and feeding thier children while her were at home looking after one another until either her or my grandfather came home first. Less than a month ago I was in Alabama for my grandfather’s funeral. An older white man stood up to talk from a well known white family in that area. None of my moms siblings seemed to know who he was. He began to tell this story about how he named one of the many children my grandparents had and suddenly they all knew who he was. He said many good things about my grandfather but one thing he said was as a 6 year old he named an uncle of mine and one day that baby was crying so much so that he stepped out on the front porch of his home and yelled across the way to my grandmother “Sayyra, you bett stop my baby from cryn”! There was a roar of laughter over the audience as I sat in complete disbelief and contempt for a man I did not know nor had ever met im my life. I was shocked. How dare he address my grandmother by her first name, a 6 year old child! I know there was talk in the house about what he had said, but no one at that time would have dared said anything to him or his parents at the time.
      I read this article while thanking God that I was blessed to be born in a different time and generation, yet it seems there are still places where this still exists, and my eyes now see a new help. The mexican or central american woman. Her job is the same, but conditions much different, at least in some parts of this country. What story will she have to tell?

  2. Toinetta N. Jones

    Ok, I had such an issue with this movie when I saw the trailor. I refuse to see it & I’m sorry, yet glad, that you did. Its funny to me, because this book/movie wouldn’t have made it in the 70′s, 80′s or 90′s & yet its a big hit in the new millenium. Its a joke to me.

    I agree that someone would a super power to not get caught up in the bull of white women trying to save me…

    Great article!!!

  3. Thanks, Toinetta. Now give me my hazardous duty pay. LOL

  4. Your review is very telling. It’ll be interesting to see if the NAACP gets major flack for co-signing this.

  5. andre robinson

    excellent commentary/review. does your anger stem from the fact that the author is white and may be construed as yet another white person exploiting part of the black experience or are you angry because the events depicted in the movie are in fact a part of the black experience?

  6. Miranda

    I admit I want to see the movie, but your review or rather your writing period, is just AWESOME. You made me feel as if I were in your head and seeing and feeling your every emotion. You are incredibly talented!

  7. @Andre. I think what disturbs me is whose stories are deemed worthy of telling — in both the film and publishing industries. For example, many of the people frustrated by Tyler Perry’s movies and his success at the box office are really lamenting the lack of diversity in black film. If there were more black authors, particularly black women writers, getting published and gaining worldwide recognition as Stockett has, I wouldn’t have as much angst when a white woman succeeds on the backs of black women.

    • andre robinson

      so the fact that not enough of us reap the benefits as it were from our black experience while authors like the aforemention Stockett continuously “pimp” said experience and culture is what fuels your angst.
      I see you on that. well put and i’m continuously blown away with your skills, that review and your writing as ms. miranda so eloquently put it…are AWESOME!! your heavy luv, your heavy.

  8. @Miranda. Thanks! I wrestled with writing it because I didn’t want to contribute to another trope — the angry, bitter black woman — but it’s not about offending folks. It’s about telling the truth as I see it.

    • andre robinson

      that is true. i’m diggin your artistic/literay integrity. “the pricipled road is a hard road to travel, but i ‘ll take that road everytime.” -Andre Robinson
      you are destined for greatness.

  9. other song

    Hi Nicole,

    There is a saying that until the lion tells his side of the story, the story will always favor the man who slayed him.

    obviously I wont be paying for this white savior movie. I got angry enough watching “Blood Diamond” after I DOWNLOADED it, lmao.

  10. Marcus Sconiers

    I’m glad you stepped into the water with this because it causes us to examine many issues. What affects the black woman utimately affects the black man and vice/versa. I am not a big fan of TP’s choices of plays or film because while I applaud his success, I question whether he thought his success would come by way of buffoonery or a creation of more serious roles for himself and for others. I know this is not a movie I will be supporting. myself along with many orher AA (men and women) will have varied views on it, yet I can’t help but think that the story told or written by a black woman would be very different, and possibly no movie offers to hear the “angry black woman’s” pov.

  11. Hi Nicole,

    I enjoyed your very informative review.
    I’d like to use an excerpt on my blog, http://acriticalreviewofthehelp.wordpress.com

    I’ve been collecting detailed reviews of the novel, and
    on August 28th we plan on having another discussion via twitter
    on the novel vs. the book hashtag #100voicesrespondtothehelp.

    I’ve blogged about the novel since June 2010, as I recognized the segregationist ideology coming out of the mouths of the black maids as amusing anecdotes.

    The movie is supposed to be an improvement over the book (at least that’s what an executive producer assured me on twitter). I don’t plan on seeing the movie, so I’m relying on reviews like yours to give me a better picture.

    So thank you for painting a vivid picture of not just the film but the audience reaction.

  12. Oops!
    That line should read “the book vs the MOVIE hashtag #100voicesrespondtothehelp”

    Our first discussion was on July 16th.
    You can still read the responses, which total
    over 70 pages in a PDF.

  13. Hi Onyx,

    Feel free to use an excerpt on your blog, and I’d love to join the August discussion. I’ll check out the past responses.

  14. Jen

    Please read the author’s notes, if you dont read the story itself. Stockett wrote this book because she dearly loved the black woman who worked for her family when she was a child. I believe she is not ‘riding the back’ of anyone. She wants to give voice to someone she loved, someone who was not allowed a voice in her own time. I believe the author wants to bring honor to this woman, not degrade her or be her hero. Simple pay tribute to this woman in her own way. Why can’t we allow the soul to speak, regardless of the color of skin? and without judgement based on prejudices? Just because the author is white, you want to discount the fact that the story is being told?

    • Jen

      Also, if color is to be auch an issue, please consider this: this white author (and white screen writer/director) is shining a very bright light on the hyprioscy of many of the white 60′s homes. A black author could not have done this with the same effectiveness. She doesn’t leave the whites in a heroine glow; it could be argued that the white characters are all extremely flawed.

      You criticized the use of humor in the film. Many times the most powerful messages are communicated through humor.

      I have heard other comments like, “This is the most important film all year” and “Oscar worthy!” This movie is redemptive in that, no matter how flawed the person or situation may be, change starts somewhere, and, even though this is a work of fiction, we, today, can celebrate just how far we’ve come because individuals like these characters decided to sarifice to start the change!

    • Hi Jen. Thanks for your comment. Glad the blog stirred you to weigh in.

      I don’t doubt that Stockett had noble intentions when setting out to write the book, but just because someone’s intentions are “noble” doesn’t mean I’m not going to criticize what I found problematic. I haven’t read the book, but I saw the movie, and what I saw did not make me leave the theater feeling very empowered or that the women Stockett wanted to “honor” had much agency. I call it like I see it. Just because someone’s “soul is speaking” doesn’t mean I have to like or agree with what’s being said.

  15. luckylulu

    I find it extremely telling that you “begrudgingly” attended the screening, and really didn’t want to but you’d already asked your mother to go. If that were the case why would you ask your MOTHER of all people to attend in the first place.

    C’mon, Nicole. It’s obvious that you were waiting with baited breath to hate on this film. You disliked the book and couldn’t wait to publicly diss the movie. I’ve seen it, too. Suffice it to say that we saw very different films. The white woman doesn’t SAVE these black women, they save THEMSELVES. It seems to me that like Aibileen (Davis’s character) you have a bitter seed to swallow. Bitter in the fact that you can’t stand that a white woman wrote this book, and a white director directed in. Racism is racism. Don’t perpetuate it.

  16. This isn’t my blog so I’ll try to keep it brief :)

    “I believe the author wants to bring honor to this woman, not degrade her or be her hero.”

    “Also, if color is to be auch an issue, please consider this: this white author (and white screen writer/director) is shining a very bright light on the hyprioscy of many of the white 60′s homes. ”

    Jen, in the back of the novel Stockett makes clear that she was brought up in a segregated household during the 70s and 80s, and the rules the maid Demetrie lived under were having a separate bathroom as well as Stockett and her siblings being forbidden to sit at the same dinner table with her (Pg 448 under the section Too Little, Too Late) .

    The practice of segregation was outlawed by the Civil Rights Act of 64.
    Unfortunately, Stockett also admitts that some of what Demetrie shared with her wasn’t very funny, but she was too young to realize it at the time.

    In my opinion, by the author not doing her research on the black culture, she simply repeated the problem experienced in her youth. What she believed to be “funny” about the black culture, may not be to many.

    Some will laugh, as the author of the review pointed out. But those who know actual history and who were around during segregation can point out where not only the novel blundered, but also the movie.

    Most know that the film is based on the novel of the same name, but while some things were changed in the film, it appears much of Stockett’s skewed vision on the black culture remains. Both Kathryn Stockett and Tate Taylor, the screenwriter/director were childhood friends, as per their own admission. Taylor took Stockett’s manuscript, BEFORE it was published and worked on the screenplay.

    There’s no published interview where the screenwriter deemed that his best friend’s story was off in certain aspects, just glowing praise.

    The book simply contains the stereotype of the docile, blindly loyal maid (Aibileen, as there always needs to be a “bridge” character to bond with a white protag) and the “sassy” maid Minny, an updated version of Mammy from Gone With the Wind. Constantine was simply an updated version of the advice giving earth mother, usually played in old Hollywood films by Broadway and film vet Ethel Waters. These characters were virtually kept intact for the film.

    While the movie won’t contain the error on Page 277 regarding Skeeter stating Medgar Evers was “bludgeoned” though there’s sections in the novel stating he was shot (there’s no record of Medgars ever being beaten. Yet this error was left in the published copy of the novel, and the author went on to do three audio interviews claiming the same thing. Links to the audio interviews are on my blog)

    I am curious regarding how the film handles the novel portraying the mates of the three lead maids. In the book the black males (Connor, Clyde and Leroy) are either “no-account” as well as absentee fathers. And Leroy was the most vile, a violently abusive man who fit the black “brute” trope to a T.

    **Nicole, if you could answer that question it would be quite helpful. **

    That’s probably why you won’t actually see Leroy in the film, as I was told he’s only mentioned. He was such a loathsome character in the novel, though Stockett chose to portray the men practicing segregation as, in Skeeter’s words “honest” and “good”

    At some point more analysis will come out about the novel, which will also help explain the failings of the movie and why both are far from an “honor” to African American maids.

  17. Hi luckylulu. Thanks for visiting my blog. Glad the article stirred you to weigh in.

    Please don’t presume to know why I asked my mother to attend. Putting aside your omniscience for a minute, I asked her because 1) she’s visiting from out of town and 2) She liked the book. I really don’t get the “why would you ask your MOTHER of all people to attend” comment. Contrary to popular belief, my mother is a reader and a woman who thinks critically, unlike you.

    Yes, the white woman doesn’t “save” these black women in The Help. The black women take the book that they wrote to their publisher in New York, attend book signings, receive international praise and after receiving an advance, they quit their jobs as maids and head to New York for a great job at Harper & Row. Oh wait …

    Thanks for continuing to perpetuate another trope about black women. That we are “bitter” because we have a dissenting opinion about a novel that many fawn over simply because the author is a white woman writing about black women. Get over yourself, Becky.

    And before you tell someone not to perpetuate racism, check your privilege at the door. K? Thanks, bye.

  18. “Racism is racism. Don’t perpetuate it.”

    Lulu, if you didn’t like the review that’s one thing. But to make the grand leap of assuming there’s a racist intent behind it is another.

    She’s giving a detailed review on a movie she attended. How does that equate with “racism?”
    Care to explain yourself?

    Here’s the dicitionary’s definition:
    “a belief that race is the primary determinant of human traits and capacities and that racial differences produce an inherent superiority of a particular race ”

    It seems whenever someone doesn’t love Kathyrn Stockett’s work, it still boils down the excuse that “a white woman wrote this book ” thus that’s why some object to it.

    For the record, most published novels are by WHITE men and women in America. That’s nothing new.

    And for another, some readers (like myself) didn’t care for the novel.

    Kathryn Stockett wrote a book that turned out to be a bestseller. But so did Sarah Palin. That doesn’t mean either novel is a literary masterpiece and doesn’t have failings. Some loved both books, some didn’t. Some will love The Help movie, and others won’t.

    You’re getting a review as to why an African American didn’t care for the film. That information is important not only to other African Americans, but it should also be to whites who may wonder why the film isn’t uniformly “beloved”, since the film is supposed to be partly about African Americans during the 60s.

    Same can be said for other films. The Jazz Singer, Birth of Nation and other movies had stereotypical scenes and dialogue with cork painted, black faced white actors.

    Many Americans loved those films too, and didn’t think anything was wrong. African American critics and some sympathetic whites had to point out why the movies were offensive and not well received by the black community.

    Next came real African Americans playing stereotypical roles, from Stepin Fetchit to Eat n Sleep to even Oscar winner Hattie McDaniel. They had to act and speak dialogue that was demeaning, yet audiences howled with laughter. Stepin Fetchit even became a millionare for his antics.

    The Help is simply a return to the past, with black actors playing the same roles Hollywood once strictly relegated African Americans to previously. And guess what? White writers wrote the scripts back then too. Seems everything old is new again.

  19. Thanks, Onyx!

    “Kathryn Stockett wrote a book that turned out to be a bestseller. But so did Sarah Palin. That doesn’t mean either novel is a literary masterpiece and doesn’t have failings. Some loved both books, some didn’t. Some will love The Help movie, and others won’t.”

    My thoughts exactly. It’s a shame that one can’t have a dissenting opinion about the book without being labeled as “bitter,” or worst, a “racist.” Reverse racism is the new black, don’t you know?

    Law’, I’se suhvived da Hep movee, but I’se don know how I’mma suhvive wifout dese privuluged folkses tellin’ me how I’se shud think an feel. Mebbe I’se shud ask Missus Stockett tuh come an tell mah story.

  20. Hi Nicole,

    You wanna hear the latest? Now Stockett is playing the victim and bemoaning:

    “I’m still waiting for the jack-in-the-box to pop,” she says, “for somebody to corner me and say everything I say in my own head – that I had no right to do this.”
    In fact, some have done that, accusing the author of the very contemporary sin of cultural appropriation. But when it comes, Stockett says, the criticism is sometimes a relief. “I do wish that people talked about the subject of race, especially in the South,” she says. “It’s just a really hard and uncomfortable topic.”

    http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/arts/books/kathryn-stocketts-southern-discomfort/article2012818/singlepage/#articlecontent

    Oh, now SHE wishes people talked about race more. Newsflash, African Americans never stopped, because we’re still being told our opinions, if not flattering and fawning are “uppity”. The replies on not just your blog, but others who offer a counter opinion to the book and now the movie are proof.

  21. Toinetta N. Jones

    Its funny, I used to work at one of the largest non-profits and my boss, a white woman, was telling me of her life as a child. And she fondly remember her housekeeper/nanny/friend and she remarked to me that she didn’t understand why the woman’s children didn’t like her. I kindly and gently (as gentle as a bitter black woman can) explained to her the reason they didn’t like her was because she took all of their mother’s affection. See, after working 8 to 10 hours in your home, caring for you and your family, the mother was too tired to love her children properly.

    Now, I don’t say this to excuse rudeness to anyone, but I think if we all really look at things in a circular way, we could see everyone’s point of view. If I were a white woman and I had written this book, I would, too, have felt like I was honoring the black woman who, more than likely, molded and effected my worldly view. However, I am not a white woman. I am a Black woman and I know the pain that is associated with the children of the caregiving day working mother. The children get a different perspective and worldly view of the relationship the white woman has with the black woman.

    I confess, I just started reading this book and I am already turned off by the language and tone. Also, if I were a white woman, I would be up in arms as to how I am portrayed, ijs….

  22. Marcus Sconiers

    Just saw an interview with all the primary actresses in this movie. I wonder how many of them read the book before they read the script or afterwards.

  23. Ajamu Stewart

    Here’s the thing, I was a child left at home while my mother cleaned up white folks homes. The oppression of the “help” and the families of the help is very real to me. However, I read the book and I felt it was great because it told the truth about an aspect of the Black experience. When my mother worked as a domestic she also received welfare for her six children (Yeah, daddy was absent). Life was a hustle and grind. She came home weary and had little energy to put into her own home. Why would we expect this novel to be a happy, sappy tale? It did what it was supposed to do, i.e., told some truth about an aspect of our struggle. Good literature tells the truth in a way that allows you to feel something that you might otherwise be unable to access or purposefully block out of your mind (Think Toni Morrison).
    To me, the Black women in the story showed a level of courage that we often lack today. Although many of us have good, white-collar jobs, we are often reluctant to speak truth against power. The white female writer, Scooter, far from being a super woman with pure intentions wanted more than anything to become a writer. She was a vehicle for the expression of the Black women.
    We need to get over the fact that the author was a white women. Furthermore, I believe that she strived to exposed the bigoted attitudes of white women. Don’t we usually think in terms of brutality and bigotry from white men as opposed to women?

  24. Ajamu Stewart

    One more thing, I’m hoping that we can get some of our young Black authors to write truth about our experience. I go into Marcus Bookstore these days and find nothing much worth reading. Let’s continue the legacy of Alice Walker, Toni Morrison, Earnest Gaines, Walter Moseley, Ralph Ellison, Richard Wright, J. California Cooper, Edward P. Jones, et. al.
    If we don’t write our story, someone else will.

  25. Hi Ajamu,

    While I can agree, and have stated on my blog that Stockett’s premise was a good one, throwing the African American male under the bus for the sake of putting black maids on a pedestal made me very uncomfortable, and in truth quite angry.

    Had the reverse happened, where black male domestics were paired with unsavory females, I suspect the flaws of the novel would be clearer. As it is, Stockett managed to rehabiliate the white males who practiced segregation and kept an oppressive system going while painting black males as, and I quote from the novel “no-count” “no good” “drunk” “a fool” and also two of them as absentee fathers. Not even the naked pervert is called any of the above names.

    Kathryn Stockett very directly demeans the black male, even though she knew full well that the emasculation and demeaning of black men was a consistent process during segregation, whether in the North or the South.

    So while many give Stockett a pat of praise for both the novel and the movie, I can’t fail to note that in the novel Aibileen is a self loathing character, bemoaning several times on how black she is, grinning and fawning not only about the white characters and a black character who has “good hair” (Mae Mobley, Heather, Yule May’s “good hair, no naps” Skeeter) yet the character never coddles Kindra, her best friend’s youngest child and even turns judgmental about the child, when Aibileen is presented as the most compassionate character in the book, next to Constantine.

    Minny is a medical marvel, as she is able to do stand up comedy though terrorized and beaten on an almost daily basis. Sadly, the stereotype of the “sassy” maid wins out not only in the book but also the movie as Minny’s backstory of being abused doesn’t resonate with enough readers or viewers. Most simply remark how “funny” the character is.
    I’ve yet to see a “funny” violently abused female.

    Which brings up another stereotype of the “strong” black woman, someone who’s reached mythological proportions, since many writers can’t seem to pair this character with a strong enough male, instead chosing to portray black men as wanting, much like in The Help.

    Also, having Minny speak out against the efforts of the members of her church who attempt to join in the civil rights movement (when Minny talked about Shirley Boon’s behind too large to sit on a stool at Woolworths) showed Stockett was trying to set her premise of the maids stories in direct competition with the actual civil rights movement. And it showed the author had no real inkling on what the movement meant in terms of freedom.

    Stockett’s execution and character depictions are what rang false to me.
    But yes, I wholeheartedly agree stories on domestics should be highlighted.

    In 1940 Naomi Ward’s short account of being a domestic was published. The title was simply “I am a Domestic.”

    This first person account was one of many. I’ve compiled some of them here: http://acriticalreviewofthehelp.wordpress.com/actual-accounts/

    While I can respect and understand how many enjoyed The Help, based upon what I found in its pages (segregationist ideology dressed up as amusing dialogue coming out of the mouths of the black characters, such as the spoilt cootchie conversation on page 23-24. Bigots during this time period made a point of spreading unfounded rumors claiming all blacks, even children carried venereal diseases, as the point was to block integration) The Help was a less than enjoyable read.

    • Ajamu Stewart

      Interesting! I complained about the Black Man being demeaned in For Colored Girls who have Considered Suicide when the Rainbow is Enough and The Color Purple. In both these novels,. Black men are depicted as “the problem”, mean, perverted, child killers, etc. So yes, I totally get your complaint. In fact, I’ll co-sign on it!
      Can we be honest about the depiction of Aibileen though? How many of us are still enamored with the “good hair” thing? I have two beautiful daughters, one chocolate and one lighter brown. I’d have them with me in the grocery store and Black women would always comment on the lighter child. It would piss me off. I’d have to tell them that there were two children present who were from the same gene pool and quite frankly looked very much alike, both beautiful. So when an author exposes our psychosis I say yeah we need to look at that. Isn’t that what Toni Morrison did in The Bluest Eye?
      Finally, I had a person tell me that they didn’t enjoy the book because it was too racist. I don’t think that this depiction of the racist and ignorant practices of whites in any way rehabilitated their image. In fact, the novel exposed the depths of their unfounded racism.

      • ICanOnlyBMe

        I love what Nicole, Onyx, and Ajamu had to say about “The Help”. :)

        Ajamu…that is an excellent point you made about internalized racism. Many Black folks have internalized the notion that they are inferior in some way and it is reflected in certain attitudes or behaviors. As a very light-skinned biracial woman, I grew up seeing my dark-skinned cousin being treated like a princess while I was not. She was considered the “pretty” one. But I know that in most families this isn’t the case. It is usually the other way around. I understand your frustration because your daughters deserve to be treated equally. And I feel you, we really need a revival of good Black authors.

        I believe that most Black people can accept Toni Morrison airing our dirty laundry in The Bluest Eye, but it causes discomfort when a white woman essentially does the same. Maybe it’s because some people feel that Kathryn Stockett is telling a story that isn’t hers to tell. I appreciate what she tried to do. I think it is a great story and I liked the movie, although I do have a few criticisms.

        Onyx…I respectfully disagree that Stockett threw Black men under the bus. During that time, many poor Black women were living in an oppressive environment that continued long after they went home to their families at the end of the day. Some of them had husbands or partners, Black men who were also victims of racism, and these men took their anger at white society out on Black women and children. If a Black man’s boss called him “boy” or otherwise humiliated him, he was not at liberty to voice how this made him feel. He would suppress this rage until he went home and beat the hell out of his wife. I think that Leroy, Minny’s husband, is a symbol of how racism has created dysfunctional relationships in the Black community. In that sense, Stockett is actually showing the extent to which Black women were beaten down in society by racism and sexism.

        I also viewed Minny as a stereotypical mammy figure, but her humor also serves as a mask to hide her pain. It is the only way she can survive without completely losing her mind. Sometimes people laugh or employ humor as a way to keep from crying. My criticism of “The Help” is that it failed to show the reality of what would have happened to Minny as a consequence of telling a white woman to eat shit in 1963 Mississippi. It would not have been taken lightly. Minny would probably have been raped or lynched or worse. This should not have been glossed over because it is an important focus in America’s racist past.

        Nicole…once again, another brilliant post from you. I don’t think you should entertain the ignorance of people like luckylulu and Jen because they clearly don’t understand what you were trying to convey. I think “The Help” is a good movie, but I also disliked some aspects of it. Skeeter was well-intentioned but she got on my nerves. Aibileen just made me sad, which is a testament to what a great actress Viola Davis happens to be. I liked Minny’s fire, although she was a stereotype, but at least she tried to fight back. Aibileen reminded me of a puppy that had been beaten. She walked around with her head down, her shoulders hunched, and a deep sadness in her eyes. It really hurt me to see how kind and affectionate she was to the little girl, yet she wasn’t allowed to use the bathroom. It is a sort of cognitive dissonance. She was good enough to cook their meals and do their laundry and clean their home and play with their children, but she was still viewed as subhuman and dirty based on her race.

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