Le Renaissance et Le Reve at the Luxembourg is a show that is advertised on the buses like Marlboros are in Prague but at least with cigarettes you die; with this stuff you just go comatose wondering if curators have any ideas left.
On reflection, though, it's a perfect bookend to the show at the Orsay called Masculin/Masculin, l'homme nu dans l'art; the Orsay show was labeled by Figaro as a show for gays, this at the Luxembourg is clearly a show for old, very old, male heteros.
OK, admittedly there's a great Veronese and I'm sure some prints are/were good if one could shove other old farts out of the way, but otherwise, I think it was a waste of time. And a stretch for the curators.
Oh, and for pretentious brochures, check out the explanation for the show - "long before psychoanalysis and neuroscience, artists were exploring the dream."
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