The First Modern Man is a great evening in stimulating company.
I'm a writer and blogger, as well as the man scowling at you as you cough, check your phone, fidget and/or whisper to your partner during a performance. We can hear you, idiots.
J.P Wooler’s Victorian comediettas still have something to say about male and female courtship, says Ed Whitfield.
Square Rounds at the Finborough Theatre is sheer poetry, says Ed Whitfield.
Was the Titanic’s lookout distracted by singing passengers? A new show says yes.
W.H Auden and Christopher Isherwood’s classic play couldn’t be more potent on the road to Brexit.
You’d be mad not to see Mad as Hell.
If an usher has to wake someone up in the front row and direct them to watch the play, that’s a bad sign, right?
The years have been kind to H.J. Byron’s witty farce, now playing at the Finborough Theatre.
Private Dicks are out and Private Vaginas in, in Double Infemnity.