Alexander StilleAnmeldelser

Engrossing story of a very long lasting cult that held that families were the root of all problems and pursued a lifestyle that encouraged polygamy and community raising of children.½

As another reviewer said, this book desperately needed some editing. Although it was based on the numerous interviews Stille conducted, the structure, partly chronological and partly organized by subjects, meant that his subjects were continually introduced and re-introduced and the same stories recounted over and over.

It's too bad. It could have been a much more powerful and interesting book.

This book promises to a thoughtful exploration of an eccentric group, but instead delivers a trashy true crime beach read.½

One reason I rarely read self-published work is that it often has bad (or no) editors. A good editor cannot spin straw into gold, but she can polish and shape gold from a shiny nugget into something beautiful. By the same token a bad editor, can utterly destroy a good book. There are certain publishing houses I rely upon to provide their writers with great editors. I may not love every book those publishers release, but I can be reasonably certain I will get the best iteration of the book I am reading. In the top 5 on that list is FSG. They have a long history and a notable present facility for releasing books that have literary merit and which are beautifully edited and presented. And so I am surprised and disappointed by this book, which seems to have been edited by people with short-term memory loss and no training in sentence structure. That editing team made what should have been a really good read an absolute chore.

This story is one that would be of great interest, both intellectual and prurient, to most people, including me. I don't want to go into the workings of the cult, many other reviews have done so, but an adult child of one of the founders (who grew up with her mother and was not raised in the cult) said that the Fourth Wall incorporated the worst elements of psychotherapy, Marxism, and musical theater, and that is the most perfect and succinct description ever. Sadly, this led to neglected and abused children, women raped as a regular event, vulnerable people being told by their therapists they should kill themselves, people being made destitute, and other tragedies. There is pathos and comedy to spare in this tale, but this book is repetitive and dry. One character (this is non-fiction, I use the word "character" for real people) who is quite central cannot be featured in a scene without the author noting that he felt he could not leave the cult because of the threat of losing his two children. Another character is always reintroduced with the reminder of how sweet and adorable he is. We are constantly reminded that one member is 6-feet tall and unattractive (until she loses 35 pounds and becomes desirable - insert eyeroll) The women at the top of the cult were cruel and abusive to the women drafted and forced to be their babysitters. Over and over Stille tells the stories of babysitters making innocent mistakes and the women at the top flying into rages, screaming at, and hitting them and of the community being convinced that these innocent lapses meant the sitters were psychopaths (that is the precise word used.) He tells us over and over about the group's head, Saul Newton, demanding his patients give him blow jobs during their psychotherapy sessions (for which they were paying hourly.) He also repreatedly tells us how long those blow jobs were because an 8o year old requires a lot of snake-charming to get off. I am not saying these are not all horrifying incidents. I am saying they could be covered once or twice with the note that these behaviors were rampant in the cult, and maybe quick references - "Sue also suffered sexual abuse at the hands of Newton and Klein" or "Naomi, despite not wanting to be a babysitter, stayed in the postion despite the frequent abuse from Joan Harvey" rather than yet another blow-by-blow (no pun intended) of these behaviors. And these repeated utterances are not juicy descriptions. This book is extremely well researched, but the writing is bone dry. Stille makes boring an upper-west side polyamorous sex cult led by psychoanalysts where people were forced to stage revolutionary original musicals in a downton blackbox theater in the spare time they had after work, regular therapy, and guerilla action to protect the cult against paranoid fantasies of imminent government attack. It is really hard to make that dull. And yet Stille does just that. Between the endless repetition (this could he easily 100 pages shorter without losing a single thing) the endlessly long over-complicated sentences, and the over-explication of events, Stille somehow managed to excise anything remotely titillating. Stille sucked the life out of this. I get that he did not want to further sensationalize this story, but in his efforts to avoid sensationalization he somehow managed to make all of this seem ho-hum.

There was some interesting sociological and psychological perspective in the last 100 pages (Though that was also repetitive. Tell me about the Stanford Prison Experiment once, not three times! Especially since most people who would read this book likely know about the Stanford Prison Experiment.) However, IMO the analysis of the actions of the cult leaders and followers should have been blended more with the reporting so the reader would get that analysis while reading about the actions rather than have to try to remember specifics of actions that happened on page 27 while reading the analysis on page 427.

Great topic great research smothered by a writer and editor who have an aversion to declarative sentences and a strange need to tell you the same story 11 times. A 2.5. I will tip it to a GR 3 for the great cover art and for making me see how valuable the offer of cheap rent and psychoanalysis would be when starting a cult in Manhattan -- it would definitely get people through the front door even now.½

This book sheds light on the little-covered WWII experiences of Italian Jewish families. It is a great book - I had a hard time putting it down and didn't want it to end.

"The sociologist Richard Ofshe has used the metaphor of a crowded bus to describe the way cults or other 'high-demand groups' operate. If the driver makes a sudden sharp turn, the passengers who are not holding on to the safety railing will fall of their seats while those who have a firm hold will grip tighter. This serves the double purpose of getting rid of the less committed members of the group and increasing the commitment of those who remain."

"They combined the worst of Marxism, psychoanalysis and the musical theatre."

New York's hottest club is the Sullivanian Training Institute. It's got everything: Jackson Pollock, a guy from Sha Na Na, James Agee's daughter, and a Steely Dan session guitarist.

Brilliant. The last chapter on the end of reading and the future of technology is compelling.

«Scritto benissimo, commovente. In futuro verrà considerato al livello delle opere di Primo Levi.»Times Literary Supplement«Una meticolosa ricerca e una grande sensibilità, uno sguardo inedito su vittime, eroi e carnefici, ebrei e gentili. (fonte: Google Books)

«Scritto benissimo, commovente. In futuro verrà considerato al livello delle opere di Primo Levi.»Times Literary Supplement«Una meticolosa ricerca e una grande sensibilità, uno sguardo inedito su vittime, eroi e carnefici, ebrei e gentili. (fonte: Google Books)

Mentions Fr. Reginald Foster, the Latinist-- cf his article in Wikipedia.

Strong recommend for this collection of in depth pieces examining various aspects of our past (languages, cultures, architectural treasures, animal species, documents etc.)which are threatened in one fashion or another by modern life. Carefully researched and beautifully written.

The essays in this book are just excellent. They will change the way you think about the world. Extremely well written and packed with information and insight.½

Stories of 5 Italian Jewish families under Fascism; various identifications during WWII: fascists, partisans, anti-fascists

Uit NRCboeken:
http://www.nrcboeken.nl/recensie/joodse-zwarthemden

recensie van Bas Heijne:
http://www.nrcboeken.nl/recensie/nacht-in-de-kale-sarcofaag

This book is a really wonderful series of essays--easy to read on there own, or straight through. They reveal the dilemmas and problems of cultural heritage, especially in the globalized era.½

Very interesting book on how different cultures approach preservation and/or veneration of their past, from Egypt (where academic archaeologists and Egyptian preservationists have to contend with wacky New Agers for the "real" story of the pyramids) to China and elsewhere. A lot of books like this are terrific magazine articles that don't pan out as full length books. (I don't know that this started out as a magazine article; it just reminds me of that sort of book.) But this one justifies its presence between hard covers. This is one of those books that I bought, gave away and then repurchased because I just had to have it in my library.

This book fills a real need in my life. I lived in Italy as a young student in 1996-1997 and earnestly tried to read the newspapers (and watch TV on the rare occasions I had access) to understand current events. It was nearly impossible to make sense of it--most of the time I couldn't even grasp who they were talking about! Now it seems obvious that I was frustrated by a heavy cultural barrier on top of the language barrier.

Here is a book that translates contemporary Italian political culture for the curious but confused statunitense. It didn't exactly transport me like the Italian chapter of How soccer explains the world--the writing wasn't nearly as engaging and tight. But it describes tycoon Silvio Berlusconi's rise to political prominence in the context of major cultural shifts and with enough gory detail that I just might be able to follow an Italian media report now. At least it gives me the courage to try again.

Complaints: It was slow to start and sometimes unnecessarily repetitive--Stille repeats many of the shocking and outrageous Berlusconi, Inc. quotes in multiple places, which I found distracting, since I got it the first round. I was also vaguely alarmed to read only on page 306 of 351 (when the book is practically over!) that the author's father was the editor of the Corriere della Sera (one of the major Italian newspapers discussed throughout) from 1987 until 1992, not long before Berlusconi entered politics. In a book so focused on wild conflicts of interest, I wish the author had gone out of his way to disclose and elaborate on any potentially juicy (or plain old benign) personal connections to the story early on, in, say, the introduction.

For instant gratification, the Salon.com and New York Times reviews serve up great summaries.

Jewish families--Italy--History--20th century.