And how, most of all, despite the ravishing exterior of the Taniguchi building, the new interior feels labyrinthine, sterile, impersonal and, most distressing of all, already too small for its permanent collection, its temporary exhibitions and its expanding public.
It felt peculiar, after a week steeped in Nolan's filmic multiverse, to discover that our conference-room surroundings — the kind of functional, placid, slightly uncanny atrium that often appears in his work as a veneer of normalcy — maintained their steady state around us, rather than folding out of themselves into a labyrinthine Mandelbrot sandwich.
The book feels as labyrinthine as a mind.
Many Manhattan private schools feel like labyrinthine rabbit warrens; here light streams into the classrooms and the cafeteria and through its stairwells and envelops the gym, where the motto "You Miss 100 Percent of the Shots You Never Take" is emblazoned on the wall.
Wander the narrow, labyrinthine lanes and peek into the open-air courtyards of grandiose homes, with their wooden lattice windows, rock gardens, watercolors and calligraphy scrolls, and it can feel as if you are slipping back in time to the days of the Chinese emperors.
Because for all its convenience, NYC's subway system can feel a bit labyrinthine at times — particularly when there's a planned service disruption (there's always a planned service disruption).
But, although I welcome this bio-show about Phyllis Pearsall, who doggedly mapped the labyrinthine streets of London, I feel it's a bit too early to crack open the champagne.
This labyrinthine sprawl of narratives within narratives – akin to Balzac, Dickens and period pulp master Eugène Sue – feels as if it could have expanded infinitely.
