By mattdentler | Matt Dentler's Blog June 30, 2009 at 8:03AM
Malcolm Gladwell writing a piece for The New Yorker should be a monumental thing, a bestselling author contributing his thoughts to one of America's most thoughtful magazines. Except his "review" of Chris Anderson's upcoming book, Free, reads more like a fight between two airport bookstore all-stars. Rather than use the piece as a way of illustrating his problems with Anderson's hypothesis (which is, essentially, that content is increasingly going to be free instead of paid) he merely quotes passages and then adds some snarky comebacks. The entire thing reads less like a book review (which, maybe it's not supposed to be, but it is in the "Books" section) and more like one big rebuttal of Anderson's theories with some very dismissive language. Take it outside, guys. Or, save it for C-SPAN.