Not when you've got Mini-Europe, anyway. As Mark Morris writes in the latest issue of Frieze, the park of meticulous scale models of landmarks--selected by art historians to celebrate "[European] Union in diversity"--seems to bore kids, tire adults, and frighten away hipsters: "The place is really best suited to architects, designers and literati, just the sort of people who wouldn't be caught dead in a mini-anything (save, perhaps, for a car)."
It's apparently unintended saving grace: in the background of any photo you try to take at Mini-Europe is the massive molecule-next-door, AndrČ Waterkeyn's 1958 Atomium (which, unless you read Travelers Diagram, or are a frequenter of Belgian theme parks--emphasis on the "freq", you didn't realize was still standing).
For some reason (Morris actually goes into it at some length), there are few things more unnervingly photogenic than having a 1.5x10^12-scale iron molecule in the shot. Put this in a movie? Hell, I'm gonna write a whole script!
