Yes, some interesting insights in that review.
'Please Miss seems particularly preoccupied with writing under the gaze of the kind of “gender-critical” feminists who hate us and desire the moral and legal prohibition of our kind. The “Grace Lavery” that emerges does so not with measured distances and affinities to a matrix of other variations on trans femininity but as a display of defensive tactics against an enemy. Its ground tone is paranoia.
“There are as many genres of transness as there are genres,” Lavery writes. This book’s strategy in relation to all of these readerships—trans, cis, and the haters in particular—is one of excess. It’s a tactic many trans women will recognize: make yourself look big, wild, unpredictable. It scares them off. There are extended discursions into other genres, styles, voices—bits, some of which are brilliant. (The trans reading of Wilde’s Salome, for example.) As Lavery mentions more than once, her impulse is to want to appear clever, and
the text succeeds in drawing attention to its cleverness. It’s a text that wants to impress rather than seduce. '
Nobody 'hates' you, mate. And women wanting their own spaces, words, and time free of males isn't quite 'prohibition'.
Pretty stunning that we're at this point, though. That women wanting merely to keep some places, spaces, times, free of males, is classed as 'hate', and routinely accepted as such. What a time to be alive.