Less old taste!

What can I wish for our literary criticism? First. That it should show less old taste: life changes, forms change, everything is new for its time. Many declare their sympathy for innovative moments in searches, but when they encounter facts, with realizations - they either do not understand them, or do not feel them, or simply cannot overcome their conservative literary habits. There is hardly a literary critic who would openly declare himself in favor of the "orientation" of literary form only and primarily to the known pictorial systems of classical models. But in reality many critics do just the opposite: they are guided in their judgments and analyses only and primarily by the artistic principles realized in these models. Some will surely say: "That's how it should be!" Yes, but on one condition: that nothing gets old and nothing gets boring, that the general world culture and the culture of the reader stand on the same level and that the soul of man is constant from now on and forever. Second. A ghost wanders here and there, which must be irrevocably "blown away" sooner or later: unprincipledness. "The author of this book is not one of ours" - to keep quiet if it is good or to find a "calf under the ox" to belittle it, and yet this or that book is by one of our people, look - do not be stingy, please, praise yourself!" Another option: "This book is not written according to the type of my aesthetic understandings and tastes. To hell with it!" Of course, both the first and second options are not typical phenomena for our criticism, but they certainly occur, albeit as private cases. Inadmissible, right, even as private cases!