Well it is possible to appreciate what Claremont contributed to the franchise, while admitting that his work hasn't exactly aged well. Sure it was all very edgy and groundbreaking for its day, once you realize that he's basically just letting all his of own personal kinks and fetishes play out on page, all of a sudden all that stuff he did with the Claremazons seems a lot less empowering and a lot more squicky. And yeah, death of the author and all that, but really, who else could've written all that except a dirty old man lusting after his own characters? Now that writing openly about sexuality is common, Claremont's work doesn't really have the same kind of impact. And in order to try and make the same impact you'd basically have to venture into outright smut, which I'm sure exists out there but probably isn't going to be working its way back into the main Marvel line anytime soon.