Francis Bacon

A deluxe show of late-period Bacon will divide fans from foes. A great many very large works, including diptychs and triptychs, recycle the British painter’s formula of tortured bodies within elegant stage sets: boxed meat, perhaps, or canned anguish. Heads that are all screaming mouth recur in 1988, still upset about something forty-four years on from their début. Decorativeness rules. The artist’s de rigueur gilt frames and glass fronts lend swank and sheen to pictures with grounds of sumptuous, single hues: orange, yellow, oxblood, sky blue. These are Bacons about Bacons. If you like one, you are apt to like them all. Through Dec. 12.  (Gagosian; Nov. 7-Dec. 12.)