I can see how this book would be an incredibly good class--even sexy, in a nerdy want-to-know way--. But as a book to read on purpose, it falls short by taking a highly interesting topic and weighing it down with mashed-potato writing. Too much prefacing with Foucauldian doctrine and telling when it could be showing. I'm prone to Foucauldian reading myself, but you have to show how it works, not just name-check and concept-check. It takes about 50pp to describe how it feels good to get drunk with the city fathers in small-town China. The niceties and cattiness of the slightly-sauced will be no surprise to anyone who has ever attended an office party, or a cocktail party of any sort. I was, however, floored to learn that TCM--traditional Chinese medicine--is in fact a Maoist system, like simplified characters (the writing system). I would have liked to know more in this vein. Or, perhaps, I wish she had been a literary critic, rather than an anthropologist!