Ms. MacKinnon is a bright gal, no doubt about it. But being bright doesn't preclude being misguided.
A rant dressed up as legal theory, she leaps constantly from the subjective to the general. The most imporatnt character in this book is the author and, in a hundred different ways, she lets the reader know as much over and over again.
It's lucky that women's studies departments exist because, if her works in general and this one in particular were subjected to a (dare I say it?) less hysterical discipline, MacKinnon would be publishing her theories as hand-stapled screeds and distributing them on the subway.
Read Germaine Greer -- a feminist who makes all MacKinnon's basic points but doesn't leap to quite so many stretched conclusions. Greer also likes sex (or did once) while MacKinnon seems to regard the procreative act as foreplay for the real business of complaining about it later.