In an accelerated culture - Alan Moore reckons information is going to turn into steam sometime in the next half hour - detailed analysis is a bourgeois luxury. Some people might have time to gobble hummus while watching Sting play the lute, but text speak isn't just a cheeky signifier of youthful energy. It's all about all there is time to type before the spectacle unfolds its latest trickster.
So star ratings are all we have time to read.
They give a quick suggestion of relative worth.
They keep printers in business during the difficult August in Edinburgh as companies print off more stars to plaster on their posters.
They get my name in press releases.
They cause discussion, like what theatre is supposed to do.
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