I hate critics, who the fuck do they think they are telling me what I should and shouldn't be listening/watching, as if some cunt who I don't know knows best. I've always felt that being a critic (especially music ones) is a horrible job, you probably start doing it because you love music/films but you're not actually talented enough to make it yourself and you think what could be better than listening to music/watching films for a living, then you realise (or maybe you don't) that like most things 99% of the stuff you listen/watch is a big pile of shit, and soon after listening/watching shit every day and convincing us and yourself that what you're listening/watching is great you soon have no idea what is good and what isn't and your love for music/films has dissapeared because you never actually have time to listen/watch the things that you really like and instead have to just have some vague knowledge of everything shit and no deep understanding or love of anything worthwhile. THIS film critic however I don't think falls into the typical music/film critic stereotype I just mentioned above, I think she actually might be deaf and blind and gets paid to write nice things aswell as just not having fucking clue.
Also, I hate people who say they love Lester Bangs, WHY, he didn't do anything, I do like listening to Mark Kermode though, not because he has good taste (he doesn't, he thinks Pan's Labyrinth is the best film in the past 10 years and that The Exorcist is the greatest film ever), but he's good at moaning.
