More like a two and a half.
I must say that I had a few reservations before Picking up this book, but then I've decided to give it a shot and see what insightful-life-changing-messages those lines have to offer me.
Here's what I got: Quote- “We are just two people. Not that much separates us. Not nearly as much as I'd thought.”
I sure needed 500 pages to learn that the skin color doesn't define a person. God, I almost missed it rolls eyes to the point where i can see the back of my skull
The story happens during the 1960s. We get a glimpse on what's happening throughout the Nation (Martin Luther King and the civil-rights movement): A turning-point in the history of the fight against segregation, yet despite the historical richness of that period, The Help sticks to a ground-level depiction of the reality down South: Stay-at home white women stuck under their tons of makeup and hairspray, playing bridge and going to parties Vs the black maids raising the kids, polishing the silver and keeping their mouth shut. A white woman comes along and wants to make the world a better place. The whole being topped with sad stories about social injustice (and they weren't as moving as you'd think). Ta-da!
Now, don't get me wrong, I'm very interested in such topics, I simply couldn't immerse myself in the writing, I kept going through the pages as an observer from afar. I wanted to love this book, I wanted to lose myself in it, but it didn't happen.The characters are painted with wide brushstrokes (shallow clichés: the sassy one, the kind one, the fluffy pink one, the bitch, the so-called change maker, etc) and the plot is very predictable. Kathryn Stockett TELLS us everything there is to the story, there's no depth to it all.
On the up-side: I loved the fact that we got to see the story from three different perspectives. Plus, the sass on Minny is priceless!
Anyway, If it weren't for my OCD ass I would've drop it near the middle, but I had to finish it. Voilà.