Theatre of Blood – Chris McCabe’s Speculatrix
Oxford’s Golden Cross is a Pizza Express now but the interior decor points to its Tudor pedigree. Outside, the square …
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Jo Field’s The Anglesey Leg
Watching the Sky journalist, Colin Brazier, picking through a suitcase at the crime scene / crash site of Malaysia Airlines …
Among Angels – Kate Tempest’s Brand New Ancients
In the Old Testament, it was important to treat guests right – you could never be sure who they really were. …
Sympathy for the Devil – Mark Waldron’s The Brand New Dark
The slings and arrows of Hamlet’s existential crisis would have it that conscience makes cowards of us all and that …
Instagram for the soul – Sam Willetts’ New Light for the Old Dark
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Robin Redbreast There was always something cringeworthy about family snaps. As Philip Larkin says in Lines…
Jane Yeh’s The Ninjas
Wandering Stirling Castle this summer, I kept my camera(phone) holstered. In a baronial hall, holidaymakers queued to pose in a high-backed-chair-cum …
Land of Confusion: Heather Phillipson’s INSTANT-fLEX 718
Alexander Pope’s The Rape of the Lock was my first encounter zeugma. Blink and you miss it. Belinda, our flaky heroine, applies war-paint for …
Video Games: Vidyan Ravinthiran’s Grun-tu-molani
Lisa Jardine’s excellent Worldly Goods challenges the view that galleries are secular temples, and that we should approach the tabernacle, the Holy of …
I fought the law – Colette Bryce’s The Whole & Rain-domed Universe
Standing in front of an officer of the law wearing nothing but pants is a sobering experience and, even when …
When I am laid in earth – Kevin Powers’ Letter Composed During a Lull in the Fighting
The infantryman’s spade is a symbol of his relationship with the earth. Our eyes are drawn to the assault rifle but he …
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