It's true. I hate HDR. The only kind I can stand is the sort that doesn't look like HDR but shows a full range of tones. Most of it looks FAKE with a capital fooey. They remind me of the ghastly English illustrators/photographers of the late 19th and early 20th century who leaned heavily on romanticized, idealized and morally uplifting techniques. Allegory may have it's place (not sure where) but not in the visual arts. Mediocre images seem to top the list of candidates for the HDR treatment. Mediocrity, even when steroid driven, is still mediocrity. And when artists want to "tell a story" they damn well better be using a word processor or a pen.
It is a question of need - we no longer need illustrators to bring us the news, as we no longer need minstrels to sing it to us. And visual artists are freed to produce compelling, non-didactic, politically incorrect art.
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