Criticism can be Clever...

...and surprisingly poignant. Take, for example, this LA Times review of Love, Dishonor, Marry, Die, Cherish, Perish written, in a tribute to the late author David Rakoff, entirely in rhyming verse. I think it captures--much more skillfully--what I was trying to say in my own "review." I'll leave you with a snippet from Carol Muske-Dukes' article (and a special thanks to the Flyleaf staffer who tipped me off to her incredible piece).

"If rhyming poetry makes you back off —
Try "Love, Dishonor..." by the late David Rakoff.
Although it's writ in the style of Seuss,
Its dazzling wit (never obtuse) —
Will keep you following its masterful plot
And after a while, the tetrameter trot,
The tap-dancing, cliff-hanging, dizzying rhyme
Will begin to seem natural, in metronome time.
'Cause metronome time is the beat of the heart,
The tick-tock, the chiming of breath from the start."