Forget It, Jake. It’s Chinatown.

Published October 20, 2017 7:30am ET



Whenever the vanguard of the Race’n’Gender Left™ meets the avant-garde of post-postmodern art, hilarity ensues. So it is with Omer Fast’s August, a recent installation in Manhattan’s Chinatown. If you’re wondering why an art show called August opened in September and will close in October, trust us: The confusion doesn’t end there!

Fast has arranged the front of the James Cohan gallery to resemble the waiting room of a Chinatown bus service. A dump, in other words: folding metal chairs, peeling paint, floors littered with debris, a pair of broken-down ATMs. From there, visitors move into pristine rooms outfitted to show two of Fast’s videos. Because that’s what he is, see—a video artist.

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