This told the story of the theft of the Barnes collection by the city of Philadelphia over a period of twenty years or so. The film was clearly on the side of the original trust but I thought the conflict somewhat more ambiguous. Barnes was an arrogant jerk who liked sticking his finger in the eye of the local satraps and continuing his will perpetuated this.
Besides he had been dead for fifty years and the issue of controlling human affairs long after one's death isn't necessarily a social good. On the other hand, the people who orchestrated this theft were jerks too...richies and their lackeys who wanted more...always more.
A pox on all their houses.
It didn't help my attitude that they were fighting about paintings that once were considered worthless, now are "worth" billions and one day will be seen as worthless again. We need to re-think the nature, purpose and value of art. Reducing it to a valuable commodity strikes me as asinine.
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