Moxie by Jennifer Mathieu (Book Review)
Sometimes, to get through life, you need to put your head down and ignore everything that is against you. Teenager Vivian just wants to go to class, pass, and get to college. She’s spent years ignoring the misogynistic hierarchy of the school, the footy boys ruling the school with their deeply offensive t-shirts, the constant comments, the ‘casual’ physical contacts. But when she can’t take it any more, she channels the punk rebel of her mother’s youth and starts an anonymous campaign.
There was so much to love about this book; the recognition that we are not alone in our hurt and outrage, the awakening and fight for intersectionality in the feminist movement, and the fact that actual change happened. I loved that it referred to some great music, so I could put that on and have a soundtrack to my read.
Moxie (2021) Film Review
The reason I’d read the book was I’d been told that this film was totally down my alley. And yes, kind of. However, the issue sometimes with reading the book and then watching the interpretation is that I don’t always agree with the choices made when turning a book into a film.
The film absolutely keeps the spirit of the book, the spirit of Moxie. But the pacing didn’t work as well for me. I felt that the footy spirit of the school wasn’t as pervasive in the film, and not having the footy star’s dad as principal lost a whole storyline of nepotism and generational misogyny. Though I could also see why. Oh, and no grandparents… again, I can see why. It’s impossible to get all of the nuance of a book into a film. I just miss some of them.
I kind of wish I’d watched the film first, because I think I would have enjoyed it more. But for this one, I’d say if you’re planning to read the book, maybe skip the film altogether.