OTR is "serving" beat literature. But that whole framing of art critique is problematic, it's a very "what do I get out of this?" instead of "what IS this, exactly?" I think what is abrasive about this review is that it's a voice of a picky consumer rather than someone who appreciates art. Like a demanding tourist in an italian village, snapping his fingers at the native waiters and complaining in english that his spaghetti is too aldente, because back at olive garden it's nice and soft. You get what you give, and this is not a generous review.
What I personally experienced is not very relevant, but I was moved by the book - whether it's positive or negative doesn't really matter - it's jazz.
I understand the argument but what is the "dish" OTR is serving ?
So instead of using a metaphor, can you tell us what you experienced when reading the kind of lines he is referring to when you read the book ?