When I read this book in high school, I just was too inexperienced to understand it. I didn't really understand what date rape was, or what it's like to meld your identity in that of your guy's, or to feel like no matter how smart you are, what matters more is that you're pretty. I might have liked the book as a piece of fiction then, but I didn't *understand* it. I heard that the book reached it's 30th anniversary, I decided to read it again. Now, I read it with different eyes and appreciated it more, as Gloria Steinem is right: Women do indeed become feminist as they get old. I related to Sascha Davis, the ex-prom queen protaganist, unfortunately, quite a few times. She feels like a friend. If she were a real, live human, I hope she'd be a friend.
But I also couldn't relate to her at all at other times and that's a testament to the success of the second wave. There are all these reviews on Amazon, and Alix Kates Shulman herself writes in the intro, which say "relating to this book is a sad reminder of how far we *haven't* come." But I think so much has changed. Truthfully, so much *has* changed for the better. I felt more indignant and angry at all the bullshit my mother, grandmother, great-grandmother, etc. than I felt chagrined that those things are still occurring. I think a teenaged girl not feeling like she could say "no" without consequences and being date raped, being sexually harassed and belitted by male bosses, or embarrassing one's parents by divorcing, or being forbidden by one's husband to do certain things, are far less common. I hope Alix Kates Shulman knows that, and it makes her happy.
In any case, this isn't an especially well-written book. There are sentiments which are brilliant, as well as some gold-star sentences or paragraphs, but some passages are sappy and soggy, others are treacly, and the book has a feeling to it like it was passionately slapped together like hodge podge rather than written with slow and careful consideration. Maybe that's an "effect" the author tried to use to enable the reader to experience Sasha's anxiety and frantic feelings about her life....
I'm glad I re-read this. Maybe I'll be due for another reading next decade, and I'll relate to parts of it even more.