Quentin Letts in the wild.

Theatre After covering the Milibands, the second half of Victoria Coren's column in today's Observer offers a biting observational of Quentin Letts at work, attending the press preview for The Book of Mormon:
"Letts clearly never expected to like it; even as he took his seat, he looked like a man who'd just run over his own dog. Every time I laughed or clapped with the rest of the audience, I could see him in my peripheral vision, making another gloomy note on his pad."
Are reviewers tastes dictated by their employer or do they naturally gravitate towards the best fit for their opinions?

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