The result is a punch of spice, a tickle of tang and a soupçon of sweet.

The desert setting and chomping alien monsters give “The Last Dance” a whiff of “Starship Troopers,” a soupçon of “Tremors,” nodding to those self-consciously campy B-movie creature features of yore.

Its curators seek to “reawaken” these items with a dash of technology and a soupçon of sensory overload: touch, smell and sound.

In the face of so much frenzied curation and compulsory personal branding, how might a modern human maintain some iota of unshared selfhood, a soupçon of Greta Garbo mystique?

In a 40-year career as a restaurant manager, host and, most notably, owner of TBar, on the Upper East Side, the tall Mr. Fortuna, an Italian immigrant who started his restaurant career in France, built a loyal fan base with subtle charm and a soupçon of Continental polish always displayed without fanfare.