Wolf, proves an exercise in propaganda and polemic that at last resembles nothing so much as an overblown saga merely substituting a new cliche for the old, the reverse side of the same racist coin.Īnd this is regrettable, for while Means may be no poet-philosopher or paragon of intellect, he has by his own self-congratulatory recounting lived a life of uncustomary drama in leonine pursuit of what he properly apprehends are the dignity, respect and justice owed Native Americans. Instead, at an interminably windy 573 pages, the misbegottenly entitled “Where White Men Fear to Tread,” written with free-lance writer Marvin J. Would that such sagacity informed the rest of Means’ book. Russell Means, arguably this country’s most notorious Indian rights activist and more recently a Hollywood screen actor-he was a capable Chingachgook in the film “The Last of the Mohicans” and the strong voice of Chief Powhatan in Disney’s animated “Pocohantas”-despised “Dances With Wolves.” “I thought of it as a ‘Lawrence of the Plains,’ ” he writes near the close of his autobiography, “an overblown saga that merely substituted a new cliche for the old, the reverse side of the same racist coin.”
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