Innocent

Magnum Opus

You could literally put shit on a wall, put an expensive frame around it and hang it in a famous gallery, and people will convince themselves it’s art. 😂

But that’s what makes the message of this film so interesting. What actually makes someone an “artist”? Is it the quality of the work, or is it the opportunity to have that work presented in the right place, by the right people, with the right price tag attached to it?

I especially loved the Van Gogh reference. The museum director proudly boasts about having Van Gogh on his wall — a man whose work was largely unappreciated during his lifetime and who only received widespread recognition after his death. Yet, in the very same breath, he refuses to give a struggling artist a chance.

That contrast says everything. Give someone access to prestigious galleries, expensive exhibitions and the right connections, and suddenly their work is considered important. Someone equally talented without those opportunities might never even get noticed.

In the end, maybe the art world is less about what you create and more about who gets the privilege of having their creation called “art.” It’s a privilege game — and this film makes that point brilliantly.