I am reading a book in my field from reputable University Press that I find flojísimo. Limited cultural contextualization, (on a topic that is inherently "cultural" rather than primarily literary.) A failure to mention some very key texts, because literature (for this particular critic) means only the novel. A "writer" means only a writer of prose fiction. A kind of mechanical dissertation-like feel of going through the motions. Writing not very good. A rather facile treatment of the topic.

Yet the topic is, literally and figuratively, a "sexy" one, and so the book was published. It is a symptom of the very phenomenon it claims to analyze: the sexualization of literature.