Book Review

My Body, my business: New Zealand sex workers in an era of change
by Caren Wilton with photographs by Madeleine Slavick (Otago University Press, $45)

Reviewed by Wendy Montrose

“What I want to do with my body is my business……….and if I want to sell it to you for such and such, who are you to poke your nose into my bedroom?”

I have to admit, this book appealed to me for the promise of a glimpse into the murky world of the sex industry. Who isn’t just a tiny bit curious? I wasn’t disappointed either, but for entirely different reasons.

Caren Wilton spent almost a decade collecting the stories of 11 former and current New Zealand sex workers who, through their frank and honest recollections, open the door to what many of us consider is a closed world, the world of massage parlours, brothels and street workers. There is no holding back. From recollections of childhood sexual encounters to a disturbing description of aversion therapy, the stories are told in a matter of fact way in the interviewee’s own voices.

My Body, my business opens with an overview of the New Zealand sex industry including changes following decriminalisation in 2003. Many of the subjects of the book worked in the industry both before and after this momentous event and their stories reflect common experiences of the times. They tell of abuse, insult and assault, being spat upon, entrapped by police and tricked out of their hard earned money, discrimination in employment and accommodation, all often by the very sectors of society who made use of their services.

 ‘People would stand and stare and talk about you like you were a mental patient.’

‘I got abused, all the normal crap and that – ‘You’re a slut!’ ‘I’m not a slut, I’m a business woman.’

But they also talk about the community and camaraderie amongst sex workers who often take the place of estranged families, sitting around chatting like any group of women during downtime in a brothel or taking refuge from the streets in all night coffee bars, supporting and encouraging each other, watching each other’s backs.

‘If we needed to work at night for whatever reason, one of us would have the kids at our place for the night. We had our own little babysitting community. That was a priority of the women there, making sure their kids were safe. The majority of them were mothers.’

Neither self pitying nor boastful, the subjects come across as incredibly ordinary albeit with an extraordinary job. And that is the point. Sex work is their job, it’s not who they are or what they are. It’s what they do for a living and like any of us, they have another life. They are human, just like you and me and if you met any one of them in the supermarket, you wouldn’t know how they made their living.

‘You’re an actress in many ways. You’re there for a purpose, you’re going through a routine.’

‘Underwear that I would buy for work was for work – I wouldn’t wear that underwear if I was going out. I always kept things quite separate – it just made me be able to come back to being who I am. I was no longer the actress, the sex worker ….’

I was surprised to learn that sex work could be a choice, that it’s not always a case of having no other option. The oldest profession has for some been a conscious career choice.

‘I liked having sex with different people and you’d get paid for it. How wonderful. What a great way to make a living.’

My Body, my business is as entertaining as it is informative. The stories are easy to read whether about a suburban dominatrix, a transgender street girl or the Dame who led the fight for decriminalisation and the right to safety and legal protection for sex workers.

This is the best thing I read in 2018. My preconceptions have been shattered by the stories, expertly drawn out by Wilton and told without judgement. The subjects are likeable, funny and at times tragic but never hopeless or deserving of pity.  Go on! Let your eyes and your hearts be opened. Mine were.

Book Review

Whatever It Takes: Pacific Films and John O’Shea 1948 – 2000
 by John Reid (Victoria University Press, $60)

Reviewed by Lindsay Shelton

John Reid’s new book about John O’Shea and Pacific Films is astounding but it’s also sad. Astounding, because of its extraordinary story of the fifty-year achievements of a unique New Zealand film company run by a man who was ahead of his time. Sad, because it details the enormous amount of opposition that confronted Pacific Films throughout its life.

Even before the start of his filmmaking career, at a time when we were dominated by movies from Hollywood, John O’Shea was one of the few voices stating the need for local films which would reflect New Zealand’s way of life.  Reid observes that he wanted to be a New Zealand filmmaker as much as he wanted to be a filmmaker at all.

Anyone who thinks they know about Pacific Films will be amazed to discover the enormity of the company’s output, described so well by John Reid after an immense amount of research. And anyone who thought that Pacific Films faced only occasional opposition will be shocked to discover for how long it faced so many stubborn rejections – not only from both of New Zealand’s two theatrical exhibition companies at various times, but also from the monopolistic government-owned National Film Unit and later from the equally monopolistic and inward-looking state television system (which  refused to show anything made by Pacific Films or to commission any productions, except during a brief period when Tahu Shankland was head of production.)

Some of Pacific’s greatest achievements are well known –  it made the only three feature films that were produced in New Zealand in three decades (Broken Barrier 1952, Runaway 1964, Don’t Let It Get You 1966), the ground-breaking Tangata Whenua series written and presented by Michael King, the marvellous group of documentaries created by Tony Williams and Michael Heath, most notably  the prescient Lost in the Garden of the World (1975) in which they go to the Cannes Film Festival to ponder on why New Zealand wasn’t making films like the rest of the world. John Reid’s detailed narrative is fascinating as it describes the struggle – seemingly at times almost impossible — to make each production happen.

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Book Review

Otago: 150 years of New Zealand’s first university
 by Alison Clarke (Otago U Press, $50)

Reviewed by Simon Nathan

The Scottish settlers of Otago placed great importance on education, and started their university only two decades after they arrived in Dunedin. It was New Zealand’s first university, and it proudly celebrates its 150th anniversary in 2019. This well-illustrated and readable account of the university by Otago historian Ali Clarke is a fitting way to start the anniversary year.

Two earlier histories of Otago University have been produced, marking its 50th and 100th anniversaries. But the number of students has quadrupled since the centenary history, and the university is now a different and much busier place. In its early days the university was a male-dominated institution, but since 1986 there have been more women students than men (and by 2016 there were several thousand more). It is also far more diverse with increasing numbers of Maori, Pasifika and international students.

Writing a history of an organisation as large and complex as a modern university is challenging as there is so much to fit in. The author has wisely decided to deal with topics that cover all aspects of the university, starting with chapters on those for whom it exists – the students. Three chapters cover the make-up of the student body, student life, and student accommodation. I’m old enough to remember the controversy in 1967 when the Vice-Chancellor tried to ban mixed flatting. In retrospect it can be seen as the local start of a period of major social change when students started to assert their rights, and the university reluctantly started to modernize.

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Book Review

Animals of Aotearoa: Explore and Discover New Zealand’s Wildlife
 Written by Gillian Candler with illustrations by Ned Barraud (Potton & Burton, $34.99)

Reviewed by Melinda Szymanik

I can see children enjoying this handsome book just as much as Barraud’s Backyard Beasts. It covers all the categories of animal that live wild in New Zealand, from our distinctive flightless birds, through our minuscule native frogs, to introduced animals like Tahr and Red Deer. From the common bee to the cat’s eye, the blue whale to the glow worm, there is a wealth of information about the animals we might find as we travel around this country. From average sizes (a very handy fact for getting a handle on any creature) and dietary habits, to commentary on the endangered status of some of our most threatened species, this book is a terrific resource for budding zoologists and the generally curious, alike.   

As with Backyard Beasts, the artwork is by Ned Barraud and follows the same brief (there is even some crossover with the insects mentioned in Beasts) providing sufficient detail for general animal identification. The design is pretty much the same, is easy to follow and perfect for dipping in and out of. Along with a short glossary, there is an index at the back that makes searching for your favourite animal easy, along with a contents page at the front. The language used here is simpler than Beasts, making the book accessible to a wider age range.

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Book Review

New Zealand’s Backyard Beasts by Ned Barraud (Potton & Burton, paper, $19.99; hardback $29.99)

Reviewed by Melinda Szymanik

You might be forgiven for being a little uncertain about what this non-fiction work is all about based just on its title, but the cover illustration steers you straight, and the content inside leaves you in no doubt about the purpose of this lovely book. Barraud has gathered a wealth of interesting information and facts — some well-known and others surprising— about the creepy crawlies that inhabit our gardens, pairing these with his gorgeous realistic artwork to bring the insects to life.

Aimed at older children, with regular use of some complex words (which get a good explanation in the glossary at the end of the book), the text is respectful of its audience, and while detailed and informative, is also clear, easy to follow, and in nice bite-size chunks. The text is a good mix of facts and points of interest.

I learnt a number of interesting titbits I’ve never come across before, despite having knocked around in science books and back gardens for some years now. I didn’t know Aphids only grow wings when food is harder to find. I never knew that that funny little bag thing hanging on the outside wall of my house was a Bagmoth. And a Weta is a grasshopper? – Of course it is!! My only quibble was the cheat of describing the metamorphosis of a butterfly as a ‘magical’ transformation. Everything else is given at least a brief description except for this. While the transformation might seem miraculous or indeed ‘magical’, it is still a biological process and I wanted to know more about it.

The illustrations are lush and detailed and a good size, and to my untrained eye look an awful lot like the real thing. The design is clear and attractive and easy to follow. I would have enjoyed having this book as a child, dragging it out in to the garden to identify the beasties I saw crawling there and comparing their appearance. All the extra bits of information would have pleased me no end. And I can just see today’s children feeling the same. This would be a cool Christmas present, especially if you are planning a family staycation this year.