In this grueling presidential election season, our chance to expand serious action against catastrophic climate change is hanging by a thread. One candidate who has taken difficult if inadequate policy steps in that direction is up against another candidate who denies the problem even exists. An all-or-nothing vote looms. Those extreme stakes make a sprawling new exhibition at the Museum of Contemporary Art at once timely, tantalizing and, unfortunately, altogether unsatisfying.
A pallid eternal-present menaces — but soon, it dawns that the film depicts life as might be imagined back in those inert urban fish tanks we saw in the first room. Is this all there is? Monumental ennui? In between, Kline piles on the cliches. One room features warming tables disguised as kitchen sinks that hold sculptures — a house, a church, shops — made of melting soy wax. Domestic life, religious life and consumer life are sliding down the drain.