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Suppose one's sense of aesthetics is like the spectrum of visible light, where the plotting of individual tastes form the usual bell curve, where do you stand? There are some acclaimed works that I don't resonate to at all, like War and Peace, for a few hours I thought I would just stop reading literature, it was unendurable torture, yet I finished the damned book, it has merits, but none that interest me. I don't question why it is acclaimed, but I have to admit it's not my cup of tea, perhaps Tolstoy has too much faith and I find it very off putting. I think it is important to question the merits of what we read or watch or listen, and to stay away from the zones where the bell curve peaks.
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