This recent exhibition may be one of the first to be named after a film. Los Angeles has been rife with “Turkomania,” an electrical storm of media attention drawn to Stephen Seemayer’s two-hour Young Turks, featuring 13 artists: Bob & Bob (Francis Shishim and Paul Velick), Linda Burnham, James Croak, Woods Davy, Eric (Randy) Johnsen, Marc Kreisel, Jon Peterson, Monique Safford, John Schroeder, Coleen Sterritt, Andrew Wilf, and Seemayer himself. Essentially Young Turks is a home movie, a series of brief celluloid portraits of Seemayer’s friends strung together without pretense to objectivity.

There are rumors of boom in the Los Angeles art world. The development of the Museum of Contemporary Art, with its implications of international sanction, have detonated an already simmering real estate market in the downtown area. Dealers, real estate developers, and artists are gearing up for the gold rush; many artists and galleries have migrated downtown, nestling close to the soon-to-be-hatched new museum. As on Wall Street, Rodeo Drive, West Broadway, and the backlot at 20th Century–Fox, people are hungry here. Who gets served first should come as a surprise to no one.

It is not a new