Happy Hallowe’en 2016

Halloween pumpkins
I’m on the right…


In all honesty, I’ve never been the biggest Hallowe’en fan, dressing up is a bit of a faff (spray-painting that lampshade was a job and a half…), scary movies rarely do it for me, and as a rule, horror in theatre never gets me where it should. As anyone who knows me will tell you, I’m far more creeped out by the arrival of a puppet child than blood and gore.




But as I did a few years back, I thought I’d delve into the world of ‘horror’ films (at least those on Netflix) once more to see if I was missing out on anything. In the cases of Dracula 2000 and Victor Frankenstein I certainly wasn’t, Dracula Untold was more enjoyable than I should probably admit, and the Ruth Wilson vehicle I Am The Pretty Thing That Lives In The House was something of a revelation.


Audra McDonald Day

As I’m sure you’re aware, I’m a contrary fool at times, especially when it comes to people who come pre-loaded with amazing reputations. Audra McDonald was one such performer, so many people raved about her before I even know who she really was that I was sure she couldn’t possibly live up to the hype. And with such a mind-set, I saw her concert at the Leicester Square Theatre at the beginning of the year with a great deal more scepticism than was strictly necessary.

I was looking forward to getting the chance to see her perform in a show for the first time when the transfer of Lady Day at Emerson’s Bar and Grill was announced, but when the small matter of a pregnancy put the kybosh on that, I decided that I would go on my own personal Audra odyssey by listening to all 5 of her albums and tracking down a televised version of the show to finally make up my own mind. Continue reading “Audra McDonald Day”

Blogged: Glenn Close

Part of the worst thing about the pathetic Poor Leo campaign that saw Mr DiCaprio bulldoze his way to victory at this year’s Academy Awards after a raft of nominations is the notion of particular unfairness, that he’d been cheated out of a trophy that should have been his. Never mind that he’s only just over 40, never mind that the similarly-aged Amy Adams has been nominated 5 times without ‘success’ too and yet still has all her dignity and never mind that someone like Glenn Close – who has been nominated six times – remains unadorned.

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In appreciation of…our elders and betters #2

It’s a little while I did the first version of In appreciation of…our elders and betters, part of my infrequent Collection series, but the piles of DVDs were mounting up and the opening of Escaped Alone – starring four absolute stalwarts of the British theatre and written by one too – seemed like as good a time as any to do the second.

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Blogged: Nicole Kidman

Nicole Kidman’s return to the London stage hasn’t even had its press night yet and I am already sick of people rehashing the patronising and belittling Charles Spencer quote from her turn in The Blue Room. Along with the scrutiny that her appearance has long generated, this conveniently ignores the fact that she has won an Academy Award for Best Actress and been nominated twice more and pays little credit to an illustrious acting career that stretches back to the 1990s.

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In appreciation of…our elders and betters

So much of the focus of our culture today is based on the young and the new that those at the other end of the spectrum can often seem neglected. Indeed, should a movie (for example) be aimed elsewhere than the tween market, it can get quickly labelled as chasing the ‘grey pound’ and with the success of some of these movies, it is a term that gained some purchase. Grey or otherwise though, I love watching stories that involve older actors, the experience that they can bring to bear is just unparalleled and when married with the right material, has significant emotional punch.

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