In some ways concerning fiction, I’ve become far less judgemental. In others, I’ve become far, far more so. In some cases, it’s authors I used to like becoming bad, in others it’s me changing in tastes and sophistication, and seeing them as bad.
Three “rules” remain for me:
- The more something is hyped, the more skeptical I become.
- If something aims low, I will be less critical than if it aims high.
- I will find criticism of everything, even stuff that I like. But fiction without pretense is critic-proof.