Oo, Those Awful Orcs !
20th March 2014
John C. Wright exhumes the body of a decayed critic to hang, draw, and quarter it, as was done with Cromwell after the Restoration.
The kind reader may well wonder why any time or effort should be spent on dissecting a review over half a century old, worthy of no attention and no memory. That we must answer only after reading the review itself.
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So why does Mr Wilson sneer that this is matter fit only for children? As I said, I suspect it is because his passions are corrupted with modern pollution, and in him they do not mediate between the appetites and the reason. He is not capable of having the proper, apt and fitting stock response to high and noble matter, and so he must react like Gollum tasting the mystic waybread of the elves, and spit it out as ashes with a curse. He is one of C.S. Lewis’ ‘Men Without Chests.’