It is said in art circles that there is a special place in hell for critics. This review does not show what the title alludes to, instead jumping directly into prurient intimate details and claiming authority via historical list making. The writer says themselves at the top, that the biographies of Tolstoy have been done to excess already, though few at YNews may know them. If you are looking for a gossip piece, this is your start.

The review gives one two paragraphs commending the book before moving on the prurient details. I would not ordinarily read a review of such a book to learn about the subject of a biography.