Emma Lee gives a glimpse of the fine poems contained in the latest Second Light anthology and also considers the role that such anthologies can play.
Wendy Klein finds much to enjoy in an ambitious new collection by David Attwooll
The carefully crafted poems in the new Michael Curtis collection manage to combine anger and detachment, observes Rosie Johnston
Victor Hugo at Villers-la-Ville until August 16 and Le Malade Imaginaire at Villers-la-Ville until August 8.
The 12th-century abbey of Villers-la-Ville in Belgium has a tradition of open air summer theatre that dates back more than a hundred years – but the tradition is not quite unbroken.
Two new collections from Murray Bodo and Michael McCarthy both show great compassion for human needs and weaknesses .
Norbert Hirschhorn admires the new collection from Anne-Marie Fyfe for its carefully shaped trajectory of echoing but elusive images.
What’s It All About? Bacharach Reimagined (Menier Chocolate Factory, London) – review by Carole Woddis.
Anyone running into middle age or at least growing up in the Sixties will have something of Burt Bacharach in their DNA. The Look of Love, Reach Out For Me, I Say a Little Prayer, Anyone Who Had a Heart…the list is endless of the songs which, with lyricist Hal David, brought Bacharach six Grammys, […]
Silent tells the tale of street hobo, Tino, named in honour of his gran’s devotion to the movie star and his father’s singalong to a gramophone recording of how `when one [star] falls [Valentino died young, at 31], God always calls a star to take its place…’
If you told someone about a show featuring depression and being the child of a suicidal mother, most responses would be, `oh, I don’t think so. Not for me. Sounds too depressing.’ They’d be so wrong. On the contrary, they’d be missing something so heart-warming and life affirming as to kick themselves they hadn’t seen it sooner.
Austin Pendleton apparently met and acted with Orson Welles. He never met `Larry’ Olivier or the two other parties to this backstage `comedy’ – the critic Ken Tynan and Olivier’s latest amour, Joan Plowright. He did however encounter Vivien Leigh, Olivier’s soon to be estranged wife. He never forgot her. Or Orson.
Lampedusa, the island at the southern tip of Italy. Junction of two worlds, North Africa and Europe. Site of ancient trade routes. And now with a different, unwanted cargo spilling onto its shores.
Not for nothing has `kafkaesque’ entered the lexicon as the best description of the frustrating minefield encountered in dealing with any corporate or bureaucratic business these days. Or the systemic invasions of privacy at every turn. Joseph K has become the exemplar of the anonymous, numberless state to which we can all now be condemned.