After that opening with some guy’s nut sac hanging out at The Last Supper, I no longer care what happens to the Olympics or to its fans. I’m sure that by 2028 LA will be all gloriously woke through and through, and they deserve each other.
The producers that used those poor excuse of actors should have egg (or worse) on their face. It was an amateur performance.
The painting, “The Feast of the Gods” (French: Le Festin des dieux) was by Dutch painter Jan van Bijlert, created around 1635–1640. It is in the Musée Magnin in Dijon, France. The players were to represent that painting in honor of the ancient Greeks who held the first games in Olympia, Greece, from 776 BC through 393 AD.
The painting represents a banquet taking place on Mount Olympus. The opening events was a celebration. The painting depicted a celebration. It showed the marriage of Thetis, a nereid, and Peleus, king of Phthia, with the participation of many gods from Greco-Roman mythology at the feast. In the centre, Apollo is crowned and holds a lyre. In the left part we can recognize Minerva, Diana, Mars, Venus, and Love and, behind, Flora, the goddess of spring. On the right are Hercules and Neptune, as well as Eris, recognizable by the golden apple of discord that she brought as revenge for not having been invited. In the foreground are a dancing satyr and Bacchus, eating a bunch of grapes.
However the feeble attempt at dramatizing the celebration of the Paris Olympics, meant for the gods, did not work. Each god did not have the unmistakable depiction of who they were. Apollo does not hold a lyre. You could not recognize Hercules or Neptune with his trident. Those details would deserve much criticism.