Speaking about spectacular... I was watching the other day a movie with Seth Rogan and Barbara Streisand ("The Guilt Trip"), in which Seth takes his mom to see Grand Canyon, something she wanted to see all her life. They get there, and after the obligatory "wow," she repeats how much she wanted to see it all her life and then, after a brief silence, she asks: "How long are we supposed to stare at it?". Seth replies: "I do not know. 10 minutes? I think it is disrespectful to look at it any less." She responds: "But who would know?" They both chuckle, turn around and leave.
Now, in my personal experience, no photograph, painting, or movie can prepare you the sheer awesomeness that you experience when you see it in person for the first time. And yet, most people's reaction resembles the dialog above.
The spectacular is like fireworks: a short burst of "wow!" and then a quick descent into darkness. Until the next attention-grabbing stimulus.