What am I doing reviewing a documentary about the baroque? I hate the baroque — have done for as long as I can remember — and I expect it’s probably the same with you.
What am I doing reviewing a documentary about the baroque? I hate the baroque — have done for as long as I can remember — and I expect it’s probably the same with you. Apart from being an essential sign of aesthetic superiority (we much prefer neoclassical in this country, don’t we, those of us who’ve spent time living in places like Peck quad, what, what, what?) hating the baroque is also the most wonderful time-saver. When you’re on holiday in somewhere like Italy or Spain, it means that instead of having to waste hours being impressed by the various churches, you can just whizz round them in about ten seconds going ‘urgh’, ‘argh’, ‘bleeuuch’ and ‘naaah’, feeling you’ve done your cultural duty while simultaneously confirming yourself as a man of great taste.
But now Waldemar Januszczak has gone and ruined it for me with his series Baroque! St Peter’s to St Paul’s, a repeat which I caught up with on Sunday on BBC4.
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