Well, that summarily disqualifies me since I specialize in "polemical or critical intent". Fortunately, other people requested our local Latin Mass some years ago who presumably did not. Doesn't say polemics like me can't attend.
However, let me add that when the vernacular Mass was first bruited about, I thought they were going to use something based on Cranmer's Book of Common Prayer! It's in beautiful English, it's accurate, it works, it's Catholic. Why, I says to meself, re-invent the wheel?
Instead, re-invent they did. They came up with something that sounded to me as if it were a commercial space lease or an order for 1400 gross of paper towels, written in the back room of an IRA Front pub in South Boston by Whitey Bulger and his friends. Bleating nonsense. And the hymns! (Speaking of bleating) Jesus wept, particularly if He enjoyed classical music.
Throw in obviously light-in-the-loafer lisping celebrants in wacko appliqué vestments, a couple of guitars, girl acolytes, a gay deacon or two, have the ceremony in a ghastly building that the Elks would turn down, and voilá, the Hip New RC Murrican Non-Roman Ecumenical, touchy-feely-o-so-moderne Catholic Church. Oprime número dos para español.
As St. Swithin might say, "Bah Humbug." Get me the Pope, on line 2, and hurry, before everyone Catholic in the US becomes a low-church Protestant, and with good reason!
I hope it is clear to Padre Lombardi that there is no polemical or critical intent in the foregoing observations.