A Critic's Meta Review: 4/5

Agnes Grey by Anne Brontë (1820-1849). Published by planksip

Ha - that was kind of funny.


Oh, nothing. It’s just that, the full, unabridged title of this book is Agnes Grey, A Novel and I just titled this review Agnes Grey, A Review.

But don’t you title all of your reviews [insert book name], A Review?

Well...yes, yes I do. But still, I just think it was kind of a cool little coincidence is all.

I see. A bit of irony.

Well, actually, it wouldn’t be ironic. Just a coincidence.

Are you...are you pulling an Alanis Morissette on me?


Dude, you totally just pulled an Alanis Morissette on me.

What are you talking about?

You don’t remember that song?

Which song?

“Isn’t It I-

Oh! Wait! Was it that one where she was like “AND I’M HERE TO REMIND YOU!”

Nope. Not that one. Great song, though. No, this one was called -

Ah! Don’t tell me! Was it the one that starts out with “I’ve been a bad, bad girl”?

No - that was Fiona Apple, man. Have you listened to her newer stuff by the way? It’s actually really-

Hold on! We’re doing a bit where I try to guess which Alanis Morissette song you’re talking about. Was it the one where she sings about “disco lemonade”?

I have no id- wait...are you talking about the song “Sex & Candy”?

Yeah! “I smell sex and...cand-ay”

That was a dude.


Yeah. John Wozniak, from Marcy Playground.

Oh. Related to Steve?



I don’t think so. Maybe…

I give up.


I give up. Which Alanis Morisette were you talking about?

“Isn’t It Ironic?”

Isn’t what ironic?

No - that’s the name of the song: “Isn’t It Ironic?”

What’s the name of the song?

“Isn’t It Ironic?”

Well, I would need to know the name of the song first before I can answer that question, man.

Come on, man, are we really about to get into some kind of Abbott & Costello routine over this?

Oh, I love Elvis Costello!

You know what? Forget it. Just write your review.

What rev- oh, snap! Ahem. Okay. Damn, I totally lost my train of thought. Who were we talking about? Oh, yes - Anne Bronte (writing under the pen name Acton Bell). I have to say, I am a fan of the simple prose this novel is written in - simple, but not simplistic. It is conducive to producing such beautiful, lasting nuggets of gold such as “What business had I to think of one that never thought of me?”

What business, indeed, Agnes...what business, indeed.

Agnes Grey by Anne Brontë (1820-1849). Published by planksip

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