Somebody (who could it have been?) once described photorealism as a 'fascinatingly pointless genre' and to some extent this is backed up by the works of contemporary Dutch artist Tjalf Sparnaay.
Sparnaay paints boring everyday things - a half-empty bottle of ketchup, a fried egg, some leaves, or a shrink-wrapped chicken - but with such exquisite attention to detail and high nacreous shine that they are somehow both disgusting and fascinating. This is food (and indeed art) as slick plastic commodity.
Fetishistic? Yeah, but brilliant.