Happy Hallowe’en! Since tomorrow I’m jetting off* to exotic Shepherd’s Bush to see schoolfriends, tonight I’m not doing anything more exotic than reading & domesticity. Last night, I went to see All Roads Lead To Rome at the Burton-Taylor, which I mentioned in a previous post. Reviews have already appeared in the Cherwell (preview), the…
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You have to love the Bodleian, because if you didn’t, you’d want to torch it (which, incidentally, would be v much against the Bodleian Declaration with its strict injunctions against those who ‘kindle therein any fire or flame’). The Bodleian holds more books and MSS than ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD* and occasionally they like to…
Just been to the press preview of the Oxford Playhouse production of Aaron Sorkin’s A Few Good Men, which I’m reviewing for The Oxford Student. The website’s dead at present, so it’s unlikely my review’ll make it online – I might cnp it here. Obviously can’t say too much as to specifics as yet, but…
Seventh-graders from the Ron Clark Academy* are the cutest, most exciting thing on the internet today. I have no idea what they’re performing at, but their rendition of Obama vs McCain has to remind you that the fact of democratic choice makes the elections something to celebrate even if (deep breath, stick to principles etc etc)…
Women are still the numerical majority in this world. That those most numerous are not the default for human beings is worth thinking about. I got the link from the F Word blog (which really could do with a makeover), but the original post is from Echidne of The Snakes. Another difficult blog to read…
The psychoanalytic theory is still psychoanalytic. Keats is still rather sweet & very dead. Work, in other words, is going on. I have a handy bit of paper planning the next few days for me, which I have put somewhere on my bedroom floor. I think today is Keats, however. What ho. This morning has…
‘I feel,’ I said to my friend Katie, ‘as if I’m on a cheap hen night somewhere’. I interrupt an afternoon of cripplingly obscure psychoanalytical theory to tell you that I didn’t like The Vagina Monologues very much. I like reviewing it even less. Pardon the phrase, but as feminist theatre’s most visible and mainstream…
Read more Vagina Monologues (with no offense to cheap hen nights)
Went up to the Phoenix Picture House last night to see Gomorra, the film based on Roberto Saviano’s novel of the same title. I’d read in the Guardian that the film – which is based on the dealings of the real-life Camorra Neapolitan mafia – had earned him death threats, and see that he’s now…
Went up to the Phoenix Picture House last night to see Gomorra, the film based on Roberto Saviano’s novel of the same title. I’d read in the Guardian that the film – which is based on the dealings of the real-life Camorra Neapolitan mafia – had earned him death threats, and see that he’s now…
