Critique as a medium for better art appreciation: important, more or less depending on the case. Some art can be appreciated equally if not better with a pure heart and a relatively aritstically virgin mind. SOME.
Then there are cases when critic interpretation is applied to a piece of art you thought you had under your belt and you realize there's a WHOLE NEW WORLD you missed. Humility in this case is key. And reading, never stopping reading.
Take for example the New York Time's Book review of a couple of weeks ago: cover story was on Flaubert, "The man behind Bovary"
Take this analysis of a passage from "Sentimental education"
At the back of deserted cafes, women behind the bars yawned between their untouched bottles; the newspapers lay unopened on the reading-room tables; in the laundresses' workshops the washing quivered in the warm draughts... an omnibus, coming down the street and grazing the pavement, made him turn round
James Wood "Flaubert is the greatest exponent of a technique that is essential to realist narration: the confusing of the habitual with the dynamic. Obviously the women cannot be yawning for the same length of time as the washing is quivering or the omnibus is coming down the street. Flaubert's details belong to different time-signatures...
Would you have thought about it, hadn't he told you?
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The next piece of critique... in the New York magazine's "Approval matrix" it would probably be charted somewhere between High-brown despicable .. or Low-brow brilliant, I can't decide.
Anyway, LL Cool J's new single "Control myself" feat. JLo... is based on Afrika Bambaataa's "Perfect Beat" and it works well around it. That is until Mrs. Anthony opens her mouth to follow LL on the "zen-zen-zens" borrowed from "Planet Rock". Oh man. And what is with the fake hotline orgasmic voice dropping giggles and demented Spanish snippets ("...no me puedo controlar...el senor LL...")?
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