Who'd you trust? The honest hack or the pretentious one who calls himself and artist, wanting his tantrum taking seriously.
The taxi driver who delivers, delivers you weird yet still on the point, or the one somewhere different where it completely does not work. Believing him the 'artist'? Despite the creativity being a liability.
Such is a retrospective of Doug Walker's the wall, the review that labour'd a risky commercial expression. It's bad.
Other that the complete contradiction of it being a love letter, along with the lack of an attempt of a soft sociological point of view being expressed. Because its comedy, contradiction for amusement? Or not..
I'd care for the inconsistencies if this was such an insult to a work of art. It was a literary endeavour, Doug's was, unintentionally.
no. There are plenty of reviews on the pretentious review, that you may have seen. He won the race to the bottom.