In a sense Frederick Wiseman was the wrong person to make National Gallery, which is currently completing a run at Film Forum. His signature reticence, characterized by a total lack of narration, becomes the work of art itself.
I met Jonieke in 1989. We were interns at the Peggy Guggenheim Museum in Venice, Italy. Jonieke and I belonged to a group of 20-somethings who assembled on that magical group of islands in a museum that had been the home and private collection of an eccentric heiress.
"Art of Another Kind" has its holes -- and its obvious gender bias toward men (so maybe half of another O'Hara quote is true) -- but it succeeds in creating a more complex, widespread and dynamic picture of the groundbreaking period.