
The Master and Margarita
“Until attending Complicite’s dazzling adaptation at the Barbican, Mikhail Bulgakov’s The Master and Margarita represented something of a literary blind spot for me.” Will Hunt reports…
“Until attending Complicite’s dazzling adaptation at the Barbican, Mikhail Bulgakov’s The Master and Margarita represented something of a literary blind spot for me.” Will Hunt reports…
Artist, photographer and filmmaker Paul Joyce takes an uncompromising look at David Hockney’s current exhibition at The Royal Academy, and muses over 30 years of friendship with the venerated artist…
Simon Rumley talks to Vegas Gallery’s Creative Director, Jessica Carlisle, and artist Hester Finch, about the current exhibition titled Kalliphilia.
The Saatchis are something of an enigma in the art world. Their collection is as eclectic as it is often bizarre, but this mercurial and almost indefinable approach to their buying ensures one thing: it creates desirability…
Another production of Hay Fever you cry! Noel Coward’s comedy of (bad) manners was first…
“I was beginning to lose all hope. I wanted to pop the West End over my knee and give it a good hiding for such detestably lackadaisical behaviour. But then, I saw Matilda.”
Jean-David Malat has an unashamedly shrewd eye for the business of art, and the art…
Having long been a fan of the original 1952 MGM musical comedy ‘Singin’ in the Rain’ starring Gene Kelly and Debbie Reynolds, I was excited to see it brought to life on such a grand scale. Adam Cooper leads the cast as silent movie actor Don Lockwood and bravely pulls off possibly the most memorable dance sequence in movie history.
Two of Bristol’s finest arts and ents venues are just a skip and hop apart…
Umoja couldn’t have opened at a better time. Against the grey, cold, miserable backdrop of…
“It was with some anticipation that I went along to see The Paper Cinema’s interpretation of this cornerstone of the Western canon. Actually “see” is inaccurate. It is very much a cross-sensory experience.”
“Dispatched to settle the affairs of a recently deceased woman, Kipps arrives in a quaint but markedly rude village in the heart of the Victorian countryside. Under the chocolate-box veneer, dark undercurrents flow.”