The Madame Realism Complex
An irreverent and lucid sojourn through the facetious, twisted burps we call sophisticated society, captured by the camera-quick and ruthless eye of the ever-vigilant third person, Madame Realism. Each fiction has a terse analytical agenda, surgically dissecting the mundane, forcing quotidian life off the canvas, out of the museum dioramas and into our laps.
If you have up till now missed Tillman's delicious assaults on the way our expectations of narrative, art, public space, and love itself pre-inform our reactions to what we see, watch, and read, prepare to have your mind blown.
The Los Angeles Review