The theatrical rantings of Johnny Fox "The Butcher of Broadband": boulevardier, scrivener and scourge of leading ladies who can't play eight shows a week
"why don't you go fuck a play" Boy George, by Twitter 18.7.2012
A "Crowded House" of authors, actors and academics feast on goose tongues but speak with forked ones in Alison Evans' debut play The Supper Party at the Tabard Theatre. Unimaginably topical thanks to the Savile-related enquiries, the unmasking of the perpetrators gives a frisson to the second act which more than makes up for any inconsistencies in the first.
Thanks to everyone who joined Erin Kelly, Melanie McGrath and me at
Mansfield Central Library on Saturday 25 February.
We had a panel discussion and Q&A, ...
Barney Norris’ tiny knife of a play was staged to acclaim at the Arcola
earlier this year and now transfers to the Bush Theatre. Tender,
unexpectedly fun...
Well, if there are any of you left out there in review land - apologies. I
had to move away from home for what turned out to be six long months to
allow ...
*Calling Gublin & Green!*
The funniest part of watching this past weekend's "Saturday Night Live" was
this mock advertisement for hack trial attorneys Gub...
*"I've never had a lover die on me before"*
Chemsex is one of those subjects that always seems to pop up at festivals
and sure enough, in week 1 of the ...
Wednesday night’s performance of the Yamato Drummers of Japan was a
(nearly) language-free night of pure joy – an odd mix of rhythm, mime, and
clowning th...
We hadn’t planned on seeing The Prince of Egypt at all. The pointer was
barely above zero on the interest scale. But then an opportunity arose (way
too com...