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... it's the Bhagavad-Gita Museum, at the Hare Krishna temple.
This is easily one of the strangest museums you could hope for. |
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It's often described as an animatronic museum, but the only animatronic figure is Prabhupada here, whose entire animatronic repertoire consists of gently leaning forward, in the manner of a geriatric cat making one last creaking attempt at bringing up a furball.
Instead, he coughs up a translation of the Bhagavad-Gita. And damn, looks amazingly real while doing it. |
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The rest of the figures are static... |
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...but nonetheless disturbing in their own ways. There is dynamic lighting and other visual effects. And narration. And creepiness, of the sort found in the former Mormon Temple dioramas in Arizona, which were apparently sent to Kolob a few years ago and replaced with touch screen kiosks. I ask you. Kiosks. Seriously, you Mormons. What could you be thinking?
Creepy is better. Bhagavad-Gita Museum, don't you ever change. |
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Also creepy in some way is that a cheerful Krishna guy comes in after each presentation and merely presses a button on the wall to start the next one. That little procedure could have easily been animatronicized, seems to me. Or maybe they just want to have an excuse to pop in & check on the weird goings-on with unanimatronic composer statues.
(You need an excuse?) |
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