The problem with much criticism: it proceeds from the flawed premise that art is hierarchical.
What's the difference between an appreciation of something and making excuses for it?
My Dale Peck problem.
You miss out on less than you think.
When you look at something, you have to be willing to not pretend that it needs to be great in order to justify anything.
If written fiction's becoming nothing but a prelude to adaptation, what's that mean for written fiction itself?
On schlock being useful without the love of it becoming its own snobbism.
I like to write about other peoples' work, but I write my own work first.
How to hear them out when they say you're wrong.
On ignoring bad advice, part two.
Different art, different critical standards? Maybe not.
On taking superhero movies seriously (because billion-dollar box office isn't serious enough, I guess).
On why both giving and interpreting good criticism are dying arts.