
Dulwich Festival
Being invited into a stranger’s home may seem odd, particularly when the invitation is to…
Being invited into a stranger’s home may seem odd, particularly when the invitation is to…
“Actress-turned-director Maria Friedman has taken this production through a run at the Menier Chocolate Factory, where it won the 2012 Critics’ Circle award for Best Musical before transferring to the West End.”
“The best art in the world today? It’s coming from China, Korea and Iran,” exclaimed Bahman, the engaging New York based Iranian artist whose mammoth canvas we were standing in front of.
“Unlike many directors who have tried and failed to grasp the true subtleties of the work, Jonathan Miller brings a sensitivity that entrances the entire audience.”
23rd April marked Shakespeare’s 449th birthday, and this anniversary seemed a good opportunity to revisit…
“The cold wind howled through the delightfully mismatched set up of the pub, and as the characters debated the wind direction outside, more and more of the audience gathered their coats to use as blankets.”
“The V&A’s latest blockbuster exhibition pays tribute to one of the most successful British musicians of living memory by exploring Bowie’s own influences as a creative genius.”
“No artist can arrive at a signature style without a sense of progression and development and that is what this exhibition aims to show.”
“Anyone would think the ballet world had lost the plot following the recent exploits at the Bolshoi, but now Sergei Polunin – former Royal Ballet star who quit unexpectedly last January at the height of fame, a week before an opening night – has bolted from yet another production…”
“I am in a garage in Hoxton on a Tuesday night. On the walls I can see my name scrawled in white chalk alongside other names which have been crossed out. A mound of burnt-out matches lies on the floor, and cowering next to my feet is a bedraggled man shining a torch in his face.”
From hushed-up terminations to unwanted pregnancies, Ellis’s sparkle gradually fades to leave a woman terrfied of rejection and determined to self-destruct. “It’s obvious when I shot him, I intended to kill him” she announces almost boastfully.
“Everything from the mop of fringed fair hair and horn-rimmed glasses down to the thick pullover and sensible brown shoes, convinced the audience that they were privy to an intimate monologue from the great playwright himself.”