I can see why the BDSM community are up in arms. Here is a man who stalks his victim with a degree of fortitude that it's hard not to feel some begrudging sense of awe. He knows her bank details, in fact he has a built an entire file on her and flies out to interrupt a holiday with her parents, checking in to the same hotel as she's enjoying cocktails with her mother.
This zesty play, as I said earlier, is really about relationships, solid and true to life ... not that any of the protagonists had the answer as to how they might work properly. Surely now they should all head to Freud's couch.
Swimer clearly has talent, but is apparently prepared to operate well within its bounds. And unlike Mrs Brown, the result has no shortage of illustrious fans. Have expectations really fallen so low?
Seven artists were invited to curate their own section of this exhibition, choosing particular periods and subjects from post-war British cultural history. Over 250 objects are included in this vast exhibition, with every media possible included - from paintings to photographs, from sculpture to scientific surveys, and everything in-between.
The first series of Broadchurch was a revelation and it was no surprise that it scooped up the awards but the twists and turns that it brought were quickly undone in the first episode of the second venture.
Over 20 years later and I have learnt that Flash Gordon has had an impact on just about everyone who has seen it. It's not a film that people find "okay". It's a film that "blew your mind". If it didn't, you simply hadn't seen it.
The media is certainly giving the impression that something is afoot in the hood we call father. Just two years ago, Netmums revealed that nine out of ten parents felt TV dads do not reflect the contribution that fathers actually make to family life.
Teacher alert: If you are worried about racist language in your classroom, or any attitudes towards "people of colour", take your students to see Selma. If not, find a reason to go anyway.
Things have changed in the world of publishing and the literary festival is now perhaps the only means by which the industry at large can bridge the ever-widening gap between the writer and his reading public.
Judging by the Daily Mail's tweets, this year's Baftas was notable only because 1. Keira Knightley was pregnant ("Keira hides her bump in a gown made by blah blah") and 2. Rosamund Pike gave birth recently ("Rosamund Pike showed off her amazing post-pregnancy figure in a gown made by blah blah.")
I gave up my well-paid job to become a full time writer. This is the bloginations of my emotional, psychological, creative, angst ridden and time-consuming toil on my 'journey' to hold a finished novel in my hand, and gaze out from the top of Maslow's pyramid.
Shearing layers sound, text and image. His pieces have no live performers; instead the work is designed to encourage audience members to engage deeply with the scenographic elements.
Arte Povera, literally poor art, and other artists not included in this movement such as Bonalumi succeeded in challenging preconceptions in the use of materials such as 12 alive horses presented in an art gallery or the traditional definition of media.
The overall aim is to investigate the histories and narratives of other people's images, dealing with the broader themes of loss, memory and mass cultural experiences. For me, this was a fascinating premise, and provided much food for thought.
So, please, indulge me as I hitherto invent a new genre of literary criticism and thrust it upon your unwitting and uninterested eyes. I call it a "pre-review review". I hear your teeth grind as you call me a "wally" and slap the back of your own neck in the hope you'll hit that "off-button" sweet-spot. Why not simply call it a "preview", like a sensible person?
West End legend John Owen-Jones is shortly to become a very busy man. February 11th sees hims take to the stage with Katherine Jenkins on the first night of her headline tour of the UK.