Thank god for the spot on review! I thought Koons was the second coming of the messiah the way he was crowned in the press. Starting with the clueless Smith/Saltz duo, all the ditto head art critics lay down like worshipful dominos at their knees- the same could be said for the chorus of hosannas greeting that gigantic art farce- the Walker Sugar Baby.
What is it they speak and like an echo all agree- it must be so- all critical judgement is lost.
This is the first critique that had the guts to say- it was crap. Robert Hughes sadly is dead and Jed Perl, a lone hold-out is pilloried for being " conservative'. Since when is saying in ones learned opinion that Koons is crap makes someone somehow conservative. Do the price tags make it any better? Eli Broad (a richie rich Koons groupie) is nothing more than a fancy real estate agent. Is nothing not art- including someones upchucked dinner outside of a restaurant?
It takes courage to go against the art critic lemmings- you don't get to go to the swellest parties. Good for you!