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Decreed by David Letterman (tongue in cheek) on CBS TV's The Late Show to be the pick of "Dave's Book Club 2006," Candy Girl is the story of a young writer who dared to bare it all as a stripper. At the age of twenty-four, Diablo Cody decided there had to be more to life than typing copy at an ad agency. She soon managed to find inspiration from a most unlikely source-- amateur night at the seedy Skyway Lounge. While she doesn't take home the prize that night, Diablo discovers to her surprise the act of stripping is an absolute thrill. This is Diablo's captivating fish-out-of-water story of her yearlong walk on the wild side, from quiet gentlemen's clubs to multilevel sex palaces and glassed-in peep shows. In witty prose she gives readers a behind-the-scenes look at this industry through a writer's keen eye, chronicling her descent into the skin trade and the effect it had on her self-image and her relationship with her now husband.… (more)
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I found her book to be an eye-opener. Thematically, it's not for the faint of heart. Grandmothers and little kids might want to avert their eyes. She goes from bored secretarial lackluster to total immersion in Minneapolis' sex industry within a few chapters. Dancing and stripping on amateur night lead to more of the same as a full time profession, toning her abs and refining her "look." But she doesn't stop there. She morphs into a phone sex operator when the late night pressures amass and then into one of those girls "performing" behind the glass in the back rooms of a sex shop.
Is there a moral to this story? No, not really. It's just an interesting segment of her life and a story worth telling. (Actually, she says, "any story involving a panty auction is required to be told.") Apparently this excursion was her attempt to scoff at the boring middle class lifestyle she grew up in. No, it was more than that. Allow me to quote her from one of the final pages:
Most girls get into stripping because they’ve discovered a fast crowd, are mired in financial woe or have lived with dysfunction for so long that they're naturally drawn to the fucked-up family dynamic in strip clubs. For me, it was the polar opposite. I had spent my entire life choking on normalcy, decency and Jif sandwiches with the crusts amputated. For me, stripping was an unusual kind of escape. I had nothing to escape from but privilege, but I claimed asylum anyway. At twenty-four, it was my last chance to reject something and become nothing. I wanted to terrify myself. Mission accomplished.
Reading about a typical male fantasy from the clinical female point of view was quite interesting. From that perspective, there is nothing erotic at all about all of that forced eroticism. Bruised knees and sore feet become the focal point, not the exposed flesh or various gyrations. Stripping becomes a business, a lifestyle, a routine. Men become pigs – something I suspect women have known for some time.
The highlight of this book, which is also the lowlight, is the writing, which is every bit as crafty and clever (at first) and then tiring (after a while) and border-line pretentious as it was in her virgin screenplay attempt. It starts out impressive and eventually wears on you. Young Diablo doesn't know when to tone it down, nor when to use it for effect, which sort of requires that it doesn't overstay its welcome.
But I want to add to that last sentence the word: "yet." I think she has more in her, and a few years of maturity will go a long way towards stabilizing her voice. If nothing else, it brought her down off the pole and bawling like a baby up on stage at the Academy Awards. Clearly this girl embraces change. I just hope the literary world hasn't lost her for good for the money and fame that Hollywood has to offer. I think it would be a shame.
The reason I gave it 2 1/2 stars
Juno was a great movie, though.
The woman who wrote Juno, as you may have heard, is an ex-stripper. Candy Girl (which was published before
Less than a paragraph is all is takes to learn that Ms. Cody's voice is very similar to that of a certain fictional pregnant teenager. If the dialogue in Juno got on your nerves, avoid this book. I enjoy a playful way with language, even if it does occasionally veer into eye-rolling punnery. (Honest to blog!)
Anyway, Cody was a straight-arrow sort who got into stripping because she needed to prove to herself that she wasn't too chicken to have a wild streak. She describes her titty-bar times with what feels like complete candor. Strippers are jaded for good reason; she clients use them as fuckdolls, and the club owners use them as chattel, taking the vast majority of the money the women make. (She calls a typical strip club a "pink gulag.") Then again, Cody conveys that stripping made her feel shockingly alive and in control of herself for the first time. At her office job, she is efficient and feels like a fraud; peeling away her garments, though it's rarely glamorous, gives her a real high. Until eventually it doesn't.
What with sex workers taking down governors this week, Candy Girl felt very a propos to me as I read it. Not for the sexually squeamish or the terminally scornful.
On with the book... As the title indicates, the book spans a year in the life of Diablo Cody. After leading a very "normal" life, complete with Catholic upbringing, she decides to move to Minneapolis, Minnesota, from Chicago, with her boyfriend Jonny.
Once there, she settles into a quiet, sensible job. However, one evening on the way to the bus stop, from work, Diablo passes by a topless bar named The Sky Lounge. She notices the marquee announcing an upcoming "Amateur Night". On a whim, she goes inside to inquire furthur. Thus begins the obsession of stripping. Now, obsession is my own take and may not be how the author considers her time in stripping. Throughout the year, Diablo moves from a few different establishments - going from topless to full nude. Along the way, she meets many girls - all very different from one another. From this, the author gives the reader a full - on trip to the whole behind the scenes life of a stripper, at least while they are working.
Near the end, Diablo takes a job as a "live" nude model at Sex World, which is more or less fantasy porn emporium.
Throughout this all, Jonny, is highly supportive and a treasured part of Diablo's life. After one final gig at a strip club, Diablo no longer feels that rush of adrenaline that stripping, at one time, gave her. She decides to nix any furthur stripping and takes on a very short gig as a phone sex girl. After that, it doesn't take long for Diablo to "retire" from the whole sex industry. There is no longer the curious appeal that it once held.
Diablo, once again, decides to get a regular "straight" job and, as they say, the rest is history....
I would never be a stripper. It just wouldn't be a good choice for me. Ever. I get why women do though. For so many it's about money, and they can make good money. For others it is about power, some I'm sure are just desperate for something. If you are willing to read a book that might make you blush and will definitely squick you out, go for it. I enjoyed it. It's just not for everyone
I really should have gotten this one from the library instead of buying it (secondhand), but I'm glad I read it. Now I know what
What I Liked: To say I liked the book, might be overstating.....I found it interesting. Diablo Cody wrote Juno (which I loved) and is writing The United States of Tara (which I am looking forward too) so I like her writing. Plus, how
What was So-So: The story in general wasn't as catching as I thought it would be.
I would recommend it as a book to read if you are interested (or curious) about how that industry works. It was eye opening-really. I do believe she got a great (is that the word) chance to work in several different types of places. Her writing was excellent as always and entertaining.
Out of the 4 people who had had this book, pass through their hands, only the first had read (and rather disliked) it. So I took up the challenge.
Right - this book has now been read!
I didn't actually think it was that bad.
Will release somewhere child-proof!
One thing she leaves out is her interactions with female patrons. Perhaps she didn't have any. She tells a story of going to a club with her fiancee and receiving a couple's dance; she later takes a job there, so she was employed at an establishment that allowed female customers. While she enjoys her one personal experience with stripper breasts in her face, she uses it as a lesson in how to better her own technique more than anything.
As a female chauvinist pig who is also, in a fit of dichotomy, a card-carrying feminist, I wanted a glimpse into what the strippers are really thinking about bisexual women who use their roommates as the required male escort to gain entrance to the joint and then ogle with the best of them. Cody offers no opinion on this, however.
I thought "Diablo Cody" sounded like a pseudonym, and also sounded familiar. It turns out that long after her stripper days were over, she wrote the screenplay for "Juno" (which I disliked for political reasons) and also worked/works as a writer for "The United States of Tara" (which I dislike because I find it boring). I may not like her efforts in movies and television, but I definitely enjoyed her memoir. She is an intriguing, talented woman.