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is this the real life?
is this just fantasy?
caught in a landslide
no escape from reality

the bohemian rhapsody’s undying lyrics come to mind as one wanders through gianluca galtrucco’s dream-heavy, bravely reality-defying images that make up for your consideration (hatje cantz). in his new book, the italian-born artist takes us to the strangely remote, always otherworldly scenery of his hometown-of-choice, the city of acid-high angels and plastic porn, los angeles. his magnificent shots, as random as they are artificial, are permeated by lust and loneliness and a sickening realization of the downfall of mankind, no man’s land and dead santa and all. no one will be getting away from this book unharmed. what stronger words are there to be said in the name of art?