Sort-of charming story of a New York couple who spent forty years obsessively collecting "art." They seemed like wonderful people...all the artists shown spoke glowingly about them...how friendly and lovable they were...but there was an underlying premise to their behavior that was unsettling.
Exactly what is the meaning or purpose of mindless acquisition? This is really unhealthy behavior. Their apartment was crammed with almost 5000 pieces of minimalist, post-abstract junk. They devoted their whole lives to this pursuit...hitting galleries and studios every day wanting more...always more. There's something seriously wrong with a value system that doesn't treat this kind of behavior as unfortunate, something to be treated and cured if possible.
Lionizing it in a film didn't work for me.
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