This museum displays Western contemporary artists (Claes Oldenburg, Jasper Johns) beside their Hungarian counterparts. Some of the work here dares you to ask the question, "...But is it art?" Fortunately, for every orange T-shirt with two-metre-long sleeves, there's also a work like Shadows of Budapest I - XII, which takes the most workaday objects (railings and girders) and presents them in an utterly different way. Look for the cryptic War Secret. On this Berlin-Wall-sized canvas, an LED readout spits forth Jenny Holzer-like platitudes in Hungarian, like "Nobody knows what they don't know."