I see you left out Woolf's classism (alas!). I admit, I'm being a bit pedantic here (having read a fair bit of Hemingway), but I'm not sure I agree with this statement. In For Whom the Bell Tolls, the Spanish elder, Pilar is neither frivolous or neurotic, and while Maria is certainly an idealised version of a women (another instance of the difficulty in separating Hemingway from his texts) she is neither of those things. I would be the last to defend Hemingway in respect to his many flaws, but his writing is often more nuanced than many people think.