Ah, apologies, After Eight. I conflated your point with the examples you gave to bolster your point. We appear to agree that mediocre plays deserve mediocre reviews. We just appear to differ to the extent that the plays you mentioned got mediocre reviews. MATILDA and VANYA, there is no question to me, got raves. KINKY got qualified raves, to my eyes (did anyone who reviewed it
not single out the awful book?), and LUCKY GUY, THE NANCE and ASSEMBLED PARTIES all seemed to me to be nuanced reviews as well, with generally positive encouragements but not breathless full-on endorsements (and certainly not unanimity.) Of course, then there's the subjective matter of our own opinions the shows (I found MATILDA and VANYA to be very good but not great, ASSEMBLED PARTIES to be a bore with a few bright spots, and have yet to see the other three, for the record.)
But to the extent that you've corrected me, you're right. I apologize for mischaracterizing your point. I do, however, believe you are also mischaracterizing the nuance in many of the reviews you're pillorying.
Words don't deserve that kind of malarkey. They're innocent, neutral, precise, standing for this, describing that, meaning the other, so if you look after them you can build bridges across incomprehension and chaos. But when they get their corners knocked off, they're no good anymore…I don't think writers are sacred, but words are. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in the right order, you can nudge the world a little.