But, for us, the most perplexing thing about the piece is its name: ‘But I’m On The Guestlist Too!’ is just bad dialogue. It simply fails to convince. As does this slight piece.
Oded Hirsch’s first public realm piece, his gleaming, steam punk-like The Lift, is far better: hinting at a subterranean netherworld piercing the orderly geometry of Peter’s Lane: of some fault-line being punctured. Of what lies beneath. Shame about the ugly crash barriers separating us from it. Very inhospitable. We hear that’s at Liverpool ONE’s behest. Shame they couldn’t, at least, have fashioned something more subtle and sympathetic.
But I’m On The Guestlist Too!
Thomas Steers Way