A vivisector and a tuner from the Department of Truth discover the meaning in art
A woman and a man, who might be escapees from a painting, crash into late Baroque melancholy of a semi-abandoned museum somewhere in rural France. They set up camp in one of the galleries, catch fish from outside the windows, have dinner with a bird and proceed to examine the collection. Amongst the gilded frames and forlorn second-rate art collection, a small guard with a very large dog wanders by, a cloaked man rides a bicycle through the galleries, a voyeur stalks and peeps, an employee from the actual museum sweeps and the floors creak.
In the 1930s this kind of art form/film/cultural expression was seen as an instrument of revolutionary consciousness, whose products the system could not assimilate. Today we call characters created within such an expression Art Thieves.
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