In The Kingdom: Exodus, Lars von Trier returns to his cult 90s TV series about Denmark’s premier hospital. Sadly, its outmoded satire wilts under the gaze of contemporary worldviews.
In Jakob Kudsk Steensen’s digital swamp, we don’t need boots. Despite the use of impressive technology, the supposedly natural settings on the big screens feel as well-groomed as a suburban lawn.
Arthur Jafa’s exhibition at Louisiana offers a virtuosic history lesson on Black American culture. It also deals a welcome blow to Danish racism.
Ursula Reuter Christiansen tears up the soil and the canvas with mythology and history, allowing her female subjects to break free from oppressive norms.
Jesper Just extends his film across the many rooms of Kunsthal Charlottenborg to tell stories about the architecture of the body, and sensory exhaustion in our present day.
Anton Vidokle’s cosmo-philosophical films push pre-revolutionary man towards immortality. The result is pan-historic sci-fi of the highest calibre.
In Malmö, Tal R and Mamma Andersson cozy up with nineteenth-century renegade Carl Fredrik Hill in a fun show that struggles to make a lasting impression.
Everything moves at Copenhagen Contemporary. But movement is, as we know, relative when we can’t stand still ourselves.
In New Visions, the considered triennial at Henie Onstad Kunstsenter, photography and new media are complicit in the exploitation of the planet’s resources.
Tarik Kiswanson’s gravity-defying sculptures imbue the brutalist interior of Bonniers Konsthall with tension – and a non-identitarian politics.
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