Judy Chicago: Revelations review – cosmic cobblers from a pseudo goddess

Serpentine North Gallery, London
Her cosmological screed is tiresome and her blissed-out female figures are idealised beyond belief. But at least her musclebound men cavort, weep blood and urinate realisticallyI always assumed Judy Chicago deserved the credit for her 1970s masterpiece of feminist art, The Dinner Party, an epochal installation in the form of a triangular table set with places for great historical women, including Theodora of Byzantium, Eleanor of Aquitaine and Virginia Woolf. Thi