Finalist for the National Book Award
From the New York Times bestselling author of Eat Pray Love, Big Magic and City of Girls comes a riveting exploration of manhood and all its complicated meanings through the portrait of an American Mountain Man.
In this rousing examination of contemporary American male identity, acclaimed author and journalist Elizabeth Gilbert explores the fascinating true story of Eustace Conway. In 1977, at the age of seventeen, Conway left his family's comfortable suburban home to move to the Appalachian Mountains. For more than two decades he has lived there, making fire with sticks, wearing skins from animals he has trapped, and trying to convince Americans to give up their materialistic lifestyles and return with him back to nature. To Gilbert, Conway's mythical character challenges all our assumptions about what it is to be a modern man in America; he is a symbol of much we feel how our men should be, but rarely are.
"By the time Eustace Conway was seven years old he could throw a knife accurately enough to nail a chipmunk to a tree." Such behavior might qualify Eustace as a potential Columbine-style triggerman, but in Gilbert's startling and fascinating account of his life, he becomes a great American countercultural hero. At 17, Conway "headed into the mountains... and dressed in the skins of animals he had hunted and eaten." By his late 30s, Eustace owned "a thousand acres of pristine wilderness" and lived in a teepee in the woods full-time. He is, as Gilbert (Stern Men) implies with her literary and historical references, a cross between Davy Crockett and Henry David Thoreau. Gilbert, who is friends with Conway and interviewed his family, evidences enormous enthusiasm for her subject, whether discussing Conway's need for alcohol to calm down; his relationship with a physically and emotionally abusive father; or his horrific hand-to-antler fight with a deer buck he was trying to kill yet she always keeps her reporter's distance. At times, Conway's story can be wonderfully moving (as when he buries kindergartners in a shallow trench with their faces turned skyward to help them understand that the forest floor is "alive") or disconcerting (as when, in 1995, he's uncertain about Bill Clinton's identity). Gilbert has a jaunty, breathless style, and she paints a complicated portrait of American maleness that is as original as it is surprising.
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Spellbinding true tale!
Spellbinding true account of one truly bizzare, incredibly inspired, yet sadly, emotionally flawed, real-live mountain man. Gilbert proves her knack for finding a sensational story with this one. Captivating!
The book is interesting as is Eustace Conway. Would have given a higher rating had the author left out constant expletives. Sorry, I realize this is the way most writers and definitely all of Hollywood rolls now but it just ruins what could have been a very good read. Not sure what anyone is trying to prove by throwing in an expletive here and there. The thing my husband and I like so much about Eustace and Preston on Mountain Men is that you don’t have a non stop stream of beeps due to their language so not sure why this writer felt she had to write it that way. Just being cool I supose.
The Last American Man
The most boring book I ever read. He is not the last American man by any means. His story could be written in few words. You paint him as a hero with this title and he definitely is not.