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Brown Rita M. - La giungla di fruttirubini/Rubyfruit Jungle COVER BOOK

Brown Rita M. - La giungla di fruttirubini

"Una volta provato com'è con le donne, gli uomini diventano una barba tremenda. Non sto cercando di denigrarli, a volte come esseri umani mi piacciono, ma sessualmente non dicono niente. Direi che se una donna non ha provato altro, si può anche pensare che non è male". Preferendo da sempre le donne agli uomini come partner sessuali, la protagonista Molly Bolt, orgogliosa, vitale, irriverente nei confronti dei ruoli tradizionali, maschili e femminili, appena può abbandona il Sud degli Stati Uniti - un Sud povero affettivamente, intellettualmente, economicamente - per la mitica, opulenta, avventurosa New York. "La giungla difruttirubini" è la storia di una "educazione sentimentale" al femminile: intensa e divertente, affronta in modo nuovo temi noti, investendoli di un acuto umorismo; povertà e sesso, alcol e amicizia, lavoro e coraggio, gioia e fatica di vivere si alternano nella vita della protagonista, che proclama al mondo la sua irrefrenabile voglia di sconvolgere ogni regola. 

 

La giungla di fruttirubini (Rubyfruit Jungle) è un romanzo scritto nel 1973 da Rita Mae Brown, attivista e femminista americana.
Il romanzo racconta la vita di Molly Bolt, una ragazza orfana che vive con la sua famiglia adottiva nel sud degli Stati Uniti. La protagonista scopre fin dall'infanzia di preferire le donne agli uomini e si scontra con i pregiudizi e la chiusura mentale tipiche di un Sud povero intellettualmente. Irriverente nei confronti dei ruoli tradizionali di genere e scardinatrice delle regole della società del tempo, Molly si trasferisce a New York, dove tenta di coronare i propri sogni lavorativi.
In Italia il romanzo è edito da ES.

Trama

Il romanzo è diviso in quattro parti, ciascuna delle quali affronta un periodo della vita della protagonista.
La prima parte è ambientata nel sud degli Stati Uniti. Molly è una ragazzina vivace, dal linguaggio colorito ed un po' mascolina. Scopre di non avere interessi romantici e sessuali nei confronti degli uomini ed è costretta a scontrarsi fin dall'inizio con dei ruoli di genere imposti dalla società, e dalla madre adottiva in particolare, che lei rifiuta.
Nella seconda parte Molly scopre di avere una cotta per la sua compagna di banco delle medie. È questo il periodo delle prime esperienze, sentimentali e sessuali, che lei cerca di nascondere con una finta eterosessualità per non essere considerata una "invertita". All'università avrà una relazione con la sua compagna di camera, a causa della quale verrà espulsa e perderà la borsa di studio.
Senza soldi e senza un posto dove andare, cacciata di casa dalla madre adottiva, Molly si trasferisce nella moderna e open minded New York, dove sono ambientate la terza e quarta parte del libro. Qui Molly lavora e guadagna quel tanto che basta per sopravvivere, ma comunque non rinuncia al suo sogno di diventare regista. Riesce ad ottenere una borsa di studio all'università ed un lavoro a tempo pieno come segretaria in una casa editrice.

Rubyfruit Jungle is the first novel by Rita Mae Brown. Published in 1973, it was remarkable in its day for its explicit portrayal of lesbianism. The novel is a coming-of-age autobiographical account of Brown's youth and emergence as a lesbian author. The term "rubyfruit jungle" is a term used in the novel for the female genitals.

Plot summary

The novel focuses on Molly Bolt, the adopted daughter of a poor family, who possesses remarkable beauty and who is aware of her lesbianism from early childhood. Her relationship with her mother is rocky, and at a young age her mother, referred to as "Carrie," informs Molly that she is not her own biological child but a "bastard." Molly has her first same-sex sexual relationship in the sixth grade with her girlfriend Leota B. Bisland, and then again in a Florida high school, where she has another sexual relationship with another friend, the school's head cheerleader Carolyn Simpson, who willingly has sex with Molly but rejects the "lesbian" label. Molly also engages in sex with males, including her cousin Leroy when the two were younger. Her father, Carl, dies when she is in her junior year of high school.
In a combination of her strong-willed nature and disdain for Carrie, Molly pushes herself to excel in high school, winning a full scholarship to the University of Florida. Unlike Carrie, Carl had always supported Molly's goals and education. However, when Molly's relationship with her alcoholic roommate is discovered, she is denied a renewal of her scholarship. Possessing little money, she moves to New York to pursue an education in filmmaking. Upon reaching New York, she realizes that the rubyfruit is maybe not as delicious and varied as she had dreamed within the concrete jungle.

Literary significance and criticism

This work is notable for being an early literary lesbian novel. Many lesbian readers have found in it a reflection of their own experiences and observations. While some refer to it as "just another lesbian coming of age novel", its success is part of why the genre is now often considered a cliché. However, the book was criticized by psychological theorist David Halperin, who considered its savage ridiculing of "butch" culture to be heteronormative. In 2015, Rita Mae Brown was awarded the Lee Lynch Classic Book Award from the Golden Crown Literary Society for Rubyfruit Jungle.


 “It doesn't matter to me. We're still cousins in our own way. Blood's just something old people talk about to make you feel bad.”
― Rita Mae Brown, Rubyfruit Jungle

 

“I mean, what do people talk about when they're married?" "Their kids, I guess." "Maybe that's all they have in common.”
  Rita Mae Brown, Rubyfruit Jungle 


“I had never thought I had much in common with anybody. I had no mother, no father, no roots, no biological similarities called sisters and brothers. And for a future I didn't want a split-level home with a station wagon, pastel refrigerator, and a houseful of blonde children evenly spaced through the years. I didn't want to walk into the pages of McCall's magazine and become the model housewife. I didn't even want a husband or any man for that matter. I wanted to go my own way. That's all I think I ever wanted, to go my own way and maybe find some love here and there. Love, but not the now and forever kind with chains around your vagina and a short circuit in your brain. I'd rather be alone.”
  Rita Mae Brown, Rubyfruit Jungle


“Oh well, maybe the only beauty left in cities is in the oil slicks on the road and maybe there isn't any beauty left in the people who live in these places.”
  Rita Mae Brown, Rubyfruit Jungle


“Whoever heard of a neurotic frog? Where do humans get off thinking they're the pinnacle of evolution?”
  Rita Mae Brown, Rubyfruit Jungle



“Oh great, you too. So now I wear this label 'Queer' emblazoned across my chest. Or I could always carve a scarlet 'L' on my forehead. Why does everyone have to put you in a box and nail the lid on it? I don't know what I am—polymorphous and perverse. Shit. I don't even know if I'm white. I'm me. That's all I am and all I want to be. Do I have to be something?”
  Rita Mae Brown, Rubyfruit Jungle

    
“Dean: Don't you find that somewhat of an aberration? Doesn't this disturb you my dear? After all, it's not normal.

Molly: I know it's not normal for people in this world to be happy, and I'm happy.”
  Rita Mae Brown, Rubyfruit Jungle

   
“All this overt heterosexuality amused me. If only they knew.”
  Rita Mae Brown, Rubyfruit Jungle


“I began to wonder if girls could marry girls, because I was sure I wanted to marry Leota and look in her green eyes forever. But I would only marry her if I didn't have to do the housework. I was certain of that. But if Leota really didn't want to do it either, I guessed I'd do it. I'd do anything for Leota.”
  Rita Mae Brown, Rubyfruit Jungle

Photo by Diana DaviesThat's author Rita Mae Brown ("Rubyfruit Jungle"), right, with other members of the "Lavender Menace" (lesbian activists) in 1970.  

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