When a bad book review is AWESOME.

When Mike McGrady's novel Naked Came the Stranger came out, the Village Voice described it this way: as being

“[This book has] such perfectly realized awfulness that it will suck your soul right out of
your brainpan and through your mouth, and you will happily let it go.”

McGrady probably loved it. To find out why, check this article. Ooh, and just for kicks, here's an unrelated illustration that struck a chord for me. (It didn't suck my soul out of my brainpan, though. Disappointed? A bit!)