At Kestner Gesellschaft’s retrospective of Paula Rego, Kristian Vistrup Madsen eulogizes her unmasking of how women suffer and prevail through suffering.

Minutes to midnight, Nolan Kelly wonders if hyperpop is a nostalgic rehash of too-recent hits, or a consolation for a culture exhausted by novelty-seeking?

Where Don’t Worry Darling styles itself as a critique of retro-patriarchy, Steven Phillips-Horst sees a vision of womanhood stuck in a cul-de-sac of moral escapism.

At Belvedere, Vienna, androgynous nudes lay around Stanislava Kovalcikova’s art-history-rich paintings as though in erotic limbo.

At Galerie Eva Presenhuber in Vienna, Sam Falls sows photographic exposures with plant and soil matter in lurid depictions of growth and decay.

Was Michel Majerus the 20th century’s last conceptualist, or our own millennium’s first art-world troll? By Colin Lang

Invited to expertise at a speed-date swap meet for discourse in twenty-seven languages, Daniel Moldoveanu looks askance at the doomed pageantry of trying to get one’s point across.