This is a joy. René Magritte — fond of bowler hats, apples and saying pipes are not pipes — is one of the most recognisable and loved artists, certainly the most palatable of the surrealists, his imagery working its way into adverts, magazine covers, the whole pop culture Slopageddon.
Stepping into the Gagosian, which has been transformed into a dazzling curtained space, you are reminded of his influence on David Lynch (Twin Peaks’s Red Room but with all the eroticised juxtapositions of formality and the id) but the show is about his continuing influence on contemporary artists, displaying their work alongside the great man’s.
