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.
You say you want a revolution, huh? Well the Vault Festival has just the thing.
You don’t have to be a wild boar (or a critic) to enjoy Wild Bore.
Can Edwardian piousness win over a 2017 audience? Yes, says Ed Whitfield.
The Old Vic’s Christmas Carol is enough to make a merry man out of the worst seasonal curmudgeon.