Theatre

In 1975 Emmylou Harris might have walked all the way from Boulder to Birmingham but in 1842 a weedy, tweedy small-town teacher and small-time socialist named George Holyoake actually walked from Birmingham to...

What’s bloody hot. What’s bloody cheap. What’s bloody hot and cheap. BLOODY MINDED Get-your-Kit-off Harington’s Game-of-Thrones themed Faustus is full-on for gore and nudity.  Jamie Lloyd's...

This isn’t the play I studied for A Level. Well, it is, but the only bits I recognised were the first act pact with the devil and the final scene because for his arresting production of Doctor Faustus...

Will Dr Who Sell You on Shakespeare? The Beeb wheeled out Peter Capaldi for its launch of A Midsummer Night’s Dream due to air on BBC1 at the end of May. Not because he’s in it but because the entire...

‘At this evening’s performance, the title role will be played by …’   Understudy. Somewhere between a trending topic and a dirty word as arguments rage over whether or not audiences should be...

Some of the funniest dialogue comes from the mouths of bitter or resentful characters: the late lamented Victoria Wood knew that, and in crisp and dry three-hander Blue on Blue we meet two who are fully...

Charlotte Keatley’s 1987 four-woman four-generation domestic drama My Mother Said I Never Should comes loaded with the sort of contradictions I dare not describe as female. It’s the...

Sometimes all you want to put in a review is ‘trust me, you’ll like this’. Clearly, 1972: The Future of Sex had my name on it.  In my first year at Uni in 1972 not only was everyone in my hall of...

Haram Iran is such a brave departure from Above The Stag’s usual diet of gaydar-dating comedies and slight musicals. The execution of two teenage boys in Mashhad, the second city of Iran, ostensibly for...

At the car wash today and even though it was quiet and they wanted to chat, I avoided saying ‘where are you from’ to the five guys lavishing ten minutes’ soapy attention on my bodywork. According to Joe...