March 20th, 2013


Arts News

The Indy has a headline that describes David Hockney's residence in Bridlington as "self-imposed internal exile"- as if it were weird and self-punishing for an artist to choose to live anywhere but London. This makes me cross.

A painting belonging to the National Trust has been reassigned from School of Rembrandt to Rembrandt himself. It's a portrait of the great man in fancy dress with a feathered cap. The feather takes up half the canvas. Rembrandt was a very great artist but he produced a lot of not very good pictures and this is one of them. The change of attribution means that a canvas that was worth thousands (and nobody bothered to look at because it's pompous and silly) is now worth millions. The art world is mad.

Chabrol's Le Boucher

Note the war memorial. The camera never dwells on it but keeps panning past. There it sits, unmissable, in the middle of the town square, right under Helene's windows, reminding us that this charming, sleepy, Perigord village is actually no stranger to violence. The townspeople may treat the appearance of a serial killer in their midst as a terrible aberration but it's not

Le Boucher came out in 1970 and the killer (there's never any real mystery as to his identity) is a former soldier who served in Indochina. The point isn't laboured but this is a Vietnam movie.