Robert Webb has chosen to bare his soul with this autobiographical debut. He doesn’t just want to tell people where he came from and what has happened to him in his first forty three years being Robert Webb. He wants to show you how his struggles with the norms of society that have plagued him with issues within his own life. These now seem to have been entirely avoidable with the enlightenment the benefit of hindsight has now given him.
Bloody hell you might initially think, but you would be wrong to do so. Let’s give him a chance……..
Initially made famous through comedic work upon stage, screen and radio. This reviewer must confess to not having been much of a fan of his brand of humour, generally written and performed alongside his creative partner David Mitchell. It wasn’t as if I didn’t like him it just seemed to pass me by. However, even without the influence of his previous celebrity, his writing hooked me from the first page.
If I get this right, Tess Rampling will definitely want to have sex with me.
Ok interested. I logged on and found ‘Peep Show’. Ah I get it…………..
The book reads like Webb conveys his humour, through downplayed sarcasm and absurdity generally taken to its own unlikely conclusion. The comedic style assists in avoiding excessive weightiness of subjects such as struggles with depression, sexuality and the death of his beloved mother when he was seventeen. Webb succeeds in talking to his audience as opposed to down at us. The result is that in the reading this feels more like a discussion with a contemporary and, as such, the insights garnered from his experiences will resonate strongly with a youthful audience.
The book does not shy away from serious issues. The main premise is centred around Webb’s development from childhood to manhood and the realisation that the programming given to him by society was, not only all wrong, but indeed harmful. The book is split into two acts, the first regarding what is taught to ‘Boys’ and the second reflecting upon what ‘Men’ are supposed to be. Each are divided into chapters which have titles that are purposefully to be considered apocryphal, and relate to the issue Webb wishes to disassemble, such as Boys Don’t Fall in Love (with other boys) and Men Are Good at Directions. As Webb would perhaps say, I think you see where we are heading dear reader…….
The chief desire seems to be to start a conversation regarding the issue of masculinity and, in particular, the tide of misguided gender related topics that our society sees, incorrectly, as normal and that cause all these issues in the first place! This is referred to in the book as The Trick and further related to the subject of gender by the assertion that Feminism is not about men versus woman; It’s about men and women versus The Trick.
Wow, right, didn’t expect that from one half of a famous comedy duo, did you?
And that is the strength of this book. It is far more than the sum of any expectations that could reasonably be placed upon it. The book actually suffers from the previous celebratory of the author. It deserves to be taken seriously if only for the care it takes in dealing with these most divisive and sensitive of subjects.
In summary How Not To Be A Boy is wonderfully jaunty but retains enough critical bite and discernment to succeed in putting across the core argument. Whilst doing so the book also, importantly, avoids the pompous and remains engaging, successfully entertaining and thoughtfully rewarding.
More to you there is young Master Webbington.