Lauren and I went to the Royal Academy of Art to see the Apocalypse Show. I wanted to see the Chapman brothers first hand. Lauren’s first reaction is my own: Peter Greenaway. Thin, cold, dank British shit. No feeling. No pain. No passion. No nothing. But I was stunned by something else: no critic, Brian Sewell included, has mentioned that the vitrines of “Hell” form a hackenkreuz. The bozos have no feeling for space!