The pandemic was bad for criticism with its universal dogma of ‘kindness’. Restaurant, theatre, film and book critics felt compelled to be kind, as if criticism itself was coughing at a death bed. But who does this kindness benefit?
Last year I reviewed Michael Rosen’s book about his Covid-19-related coma: Many Different Kinds of Love.

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