Simon Callow on A Christmas Carol
As winter’s gnarled fingers claw at our cores and we battle the last-minute shopping to…
As winter’s gnarled fingers claw at our cores and we battle the last-minute shopping to…
“When I am an old woman I shall wear purple, with a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me. And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves , and satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.”
“I found myself at the Donmar Warehouse, preparing to watch Phyllida Lloyd’s Julius Caesar – arguably the most masculine of Shakespeare’s plays – performed by an all-female cast.”
“From the mundane to the truly life-changing, the different paths our lives can or could have taken create a spaghetti junction of possible scenarios for the here and now (and future and past).”
The playwright Arthur Wing Pinero (and, yes, Wing really was his middle name, as opposed…
Twelfth Night needs no introduction, but the cast of this production might; there’s a chap called Stephen Fry you might have heard of, and another called Mark Rylance. It caused a frenzy at the Arts desk…
In what appears to be a season of Chekhov fluttering through London’s West End, the latest production boasts an impressive cast on stage…and in the stalls, it would seem…
In an exclusive for Arb-TV, Larry and Al are invited into the dressing room of one Simon Callow for a chat about one of his life-long fascinations, Charles Dickens…
“It’s just a bit of fun.” Rob Brydon takes to the West End stage in Alan Ayckbourn’s 31st play. With a sterling cast and direction by Sir Trevor Nunn, this is light-hearted entertainment for a mainstream audience.
“The rawness of her writing, when performed by two such gifted actors, has a profoundness and power worthy of attention.” Sandi Toksvig’s Bully Boy at the St James Theatre…
“Sheridan Smith has come one heck of a long way from the days of Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps.” Rachel reviews Hedda Gabler at The Old Vic…
‘The everyday world is shrouded. We see it dimly. Only when we love do we see the true person. The truth of a person is only visible through love. Love is not the illusion. Life is.’