Never, ever, visit a high profile exhibition on its second last day. You queue for tickets, jostle for standing space and basically get poked and shoved as if you were in a recreation of a Greek market. Publicized as a Big Deal because the famed Parisian museum seldom loans out more than a dozen of its pieces at a time, the exhibition does justice to the masterpieces in most ways except one. The psychedelic neon purple lighting in the final section of the exhibition, whether intentionally or not, bestows a otherworldly feel (which I normally associate with Aliens or Halo) to the otherwise classical statues. I would have preferred to view them at least in low ambient yellow lighting if not in a large and airy natural setting. Pity.

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