As I walked into the Old Vic for last night’s production of King Lear starring…

It’s like waiting for a bus: seeming aeons elapse with no mention of Cymbeline, and…

Amadeus was Mozart’s middle name but it also defines what this play is all about…

How to write about something as secret as Code 2021 without, you know, breaking the…

Plays about the inner working of a theatre tend to go one of two ways,…

‘What a lot of hairy-faced men there are around nowadays’, Roald Dahl announces plaintively at…

The last time I was presented with a flickering eye projection before a show was…

When a film adaptation of a novel becomes as renowned as Merchant Ivory’s A Room…

‘Allow me to be frank at the commencement’, Dominic Cooper’s Lord Rochester states at the…

It’s a truism that understanding the provenance of anything, particularly works of art, greatly enhances…

The West End is buzzing following the star-studded press night of Ian McKellen and Patrick…

It seems apt that in the Bristol Old Vic’s landmark 250th year they have chosen…