Does Cane hold up? Or is it a dated curiosity?

Started Jean Toomer's "Cane," our next book group selection (my suggestion), which I haven't read for 35 years - wondering how it will stand up - I remember that when I read it I was of course much more enamored of experimental literature, anything that mixed genres or broke boundaries, and that does seem so antique today. Still, having now re-read the first third of the novel, the section set in a small south Georgia mill town, though it does seem dated in many ways, both style and substance, you can see how Toomer was deeply influenced by Joyce and how his melodramatic and lush style influenced Faulkner and, later, the writers of the Harlem renaissance and their descendants, Hurston, and more recently the great E. Jones (The Known World). First section a mix of short stories more like sketches, each about a woman living in this small town, the sections linked by short, lyrical poems. One the positive side, Toomer does a fantastic job creating the mood of the deep South rural community - from the smoke curling up from the pile of sawdust outside the mill, the stickiness of cane sap and gum everywhere, the smell of tobacco and of pine - he describes everything with rich detail, very evocative. The stories themselves - today, they do seem condescending and faux exotic, and very sexist as well: the women variously as harpies and seductresses, the men as victims driven to insanity by the women's enchantments, the community itself violent and almost primitive. I remember years ago thinking Andy should do a stage adaptation; I think I was thinking about the 3rd section - we'll see if that thought still makes sense.