James Ensor, The Bad Doctors 1892

摘要

It is 11.30 in the morning and the drawn curtains reveal a scene of utter carnage from some grotesque hospital pantomime or a Marquis de Sade tableau. Against a garish turquoise backdrop, five delinquent doctors dance about a gruesome blood-stained stage. One top-hatted accoucheur, toting a gore-soaked syringe, drags a tapeworm from the swollen, scarred abdomen of his hapless and helpless patient, who shrieks in agony and despair.