Scream If You Love Art

Call me unorthodox, but I have to say I admire the 'two masked men' who nicked a pair of priceless paintings from the Munch Museum in broad daylight. There's something vaguely comforting about good old-fashioned, detective-novel-esque crime, especially when nobody gets hurt. The painting may be damaged - the thieves were a little bit clumsy - but the hoopla and mystique surrounding the swipe makes it all worthwhile. All we need now is an overwrought curator with bulging jowls and preposterous sideburns, a dame with a red hat and a long, lean cigarette holder, and a lanky, fidgety detective with a notepad and thick spectacles.