Jez Butterworth’s bold, brilliant Jerusalem wouldn’t be written today
Then there is Johnny himself. He is feckless, deceitful, deeply dodgy, but Christ, I rooted for him throughout: yearning for him to have a proper relationship with…
Jez Butterworth’s bold, brilliant Jerusalem wouldn’t be written today
Then there is Johnny himself. He is feckless, deceitful, deeply dodgy, but Christ, I rooted for him throughout: yearning for him to have a proper relationship with…
The Phantom of the Open, review: an uproarious, Ealing-esque tale of a real-life golfing imposter
What if Billy Elliot had two left feet, or the Brassed Off colliery band consisted of a washboard and a couple of kazoos? Could a plucky British…
The Outfit, review: A hem! Mark Rylance cuts it brilliantly in this seamless whodunit
Who pulled the trigger on the return of the whodunit? The list of suspects is long and tantalising – as of course it should be. Could it…
Dr Semmelweis, Bristol Old Vic, review: a stirring Mark Rylance tale of anti-science prejudice
Mark Rylance does nothing to dent his reputation as one of our great stage actors with his mesmerising turn in this compelling new drama about Ignaz Semmelweis,…
Don’t Look Up, review: you wish the killer comet would get a move on
15 cert, 145 min. Dir: Adam McKay Watching Don’t Look Up flaunt then squander the starriest cast of the year is an inevitably deflating experience – all…