Surely the Kirkus review above has been written by one of those wannabe intellectuals which crowd English and American magazines, who think that to prove you're smart you have to belittle the book you have to review. But even the wannabe Kirkus reviewer has to admit there's something very strong in this book: truth is, he could not ignore Kermode's usual intellectual power.
Well, let me tell you this is a Classic of literary criticism, with capital C. It's a shame that it's out of print, but no wonder: with such a title, it is the obvious target of all the PC puritans around. This said by one who is not a Republican nor a conservative. But I do believe that in literature there are such things as classics. I do not think they are always the same (neither does Eliot, neither does Kermode), and I do not think the canon (another obscene word to some) cannot be enlarged by the acknowledgement of new classics (neither does Eliot, neither does Kermode). And here's another big problem of this book: instead of bashing T.S. Eliot because he was an anti-Semite and a conservative intellectual, it seriously and respectfully explains what Eliot was trying to do, and what his real achievements are. And this is another intellectual crime that--according to some--Kermode cannot be forgiven.
Well, forget the Kirkus wannabe and the PC puritans. Buy this and read it and learn what is real literary criticism.