Philip-Lorca diCorcia does this and other equally disconcerting shots. I get the feeling of being off-balance, unsettled, uncertain. I’m not sure what I’m seeing. Are his images real life documents or theatrical stagings? Snap shots or cinema clips? There is a filmic quality to them yet a static quality, as well. Something frozen in time, whether it be the pedestrians on the sidewalk, the wealthy women and boy at the dinner table, the women adorned with chandeliers … whether it be the banal or highly decorated. Is it real or is it fiction? One thing is for certain, his lighting and technique is key to making the inconsequential seem important.