TH: 2058 - Dominique Gonzalez Foerster - Tate Modern

A jumble of ugliness that simply fills the space. This is a ponderous, pointless exercise, masquerading as art, made worse by her film on the 4th floor where she spouts absolute drivel about her supposedly profound rationale for the work. Thankfully you can play the 'spot the movie' game to distract you from the sheer banality of the work's intent.