This is what would happen if I were to attempt to critique the Twilight saga. (I’m not even going to go in to the fact that it’s called that, despite the fact that the first book is the only one to have that word in the title). It would be shooting fish in a barrel. Fish that are already dead. And arranged in such a fashion that I couldn’t possibly miss.
And it would be equally as pointless. Because sadly, with the advent of best sellers being promoted and advertised to the point of saturation; the caliber of a book is based on consumer awareness rather than literary integrity.