In this version of King Lear at the National Theatre, Sam Mendes and Simon Russell Beale have created a dark, violent depiction of the last days of a mad dictator.
Firstly, I must state that I am not the biggest fan of cats; an animal that is so fleetingly your pet, only ever belongs to your family exclusively on it's own terms. Unlike dogs, cats have always appeared to have an air of beguiling independence and a haze of evil surrounding them.
The title of the play gives it away. Blurred Lines at The Shed is a sharp, punchy look at gender politics in Britain today. It's a bright, exciting production that combines spoken word and music, but its claim to "dissect what it means to be a woman today" is highly questionable.
It's De Niro versus Stallone. It's Raging Bull rumbling with Rocky. It's a film which no one thought needed to be made, but which, by sheer willpower and determination alone, overcame all the odds to win our hearts, enrich our spirits, and restore our faith in America once again. Well, not quite.
Not all theatre can be challenging and innovative. Certainly Rapture, Blister, Burn - a play about gender politics - is neither of these but there is plenty to enjoy in this charming comedy.
'The Wolf of Wall Street' is, by many standards, a good film. Sure, it follows all of the predictable plot beats that any given "money and drugs in the Eighties" flick entails, but it makes up for its lack of narrative surprises with its strong central performances and highly stylised depictions of excess.
In the epoch of the twitterati - when culture is more and more served to us in palatable, postmodern, bite-sized fragments, Mandela: Long Walk to Freedom is pure old-school - providing the grand narrative of a life very much in the style of the epic film of yore - think Ghandi or Ben-Hur, for instance.
Premiered at Cannes 2013 and nominated for Outstanding British Picture at the BAFTA 2014 Awards,'The Selfish Giant' is moving, compassionate and with astonishing lead performances, is a should-see-must-see film that places Clio Barnard as a major talent in UK cinema.
I often get asked what Pakistan is like. There's a lot of interest in this country, for obvious reasons: Taliban terrorizing, drones blasting, Osama lurking, law and order dissipating, Malala emerging...etc.
This production of The Weir is so warm and intimate, it makes you feel as if you've just pulled up a bar stool in a rural Irish pub for the evening.
First up was Jamie Johnson, who had a very powerful soulful voice. But, it was a grower and I didn't turn my chair until the very end of his performance. Not one for my team though. Three coaches wanted Jamie and he joins Team Kylie. For the record, I didn't think you sounded like a girl Jamie.
The musical version of American Psycho is fantastic. Starring Matthew Smith, the show is on until February 1 at London's Almeida Theatre. If you've got tickets, or if you're hoping to somehow find some, here are a few fun facts that might make your viewing more enjoyable.
With the fanfare and build up to the Oscars, it seems timely to take a trip back to Hollywood's Golden Age. The release of the magnificent "I Used to be in Pictures", by twins Austin and Howard Mutti-Mewse, intoxicatingly takes us back to this sumptuous, glorious era.
Le Corsaire (the pirate) is a bright, upbeat ballet, unlike the more popular but tragic ballets such as Swan Lake, Giselle and Romeo and Juliet. And this version of this rarely performed piece of work is packed full of talent and energy.
I don't think you could ever witness a better version of Henrik Ibsen's Ghosts than this Richard Eyre-helmed production at the Trafalgar Studios. Genuinely moving but never melodramatic or overwrought, this story of a family trying to escape the ghosts of their past is an exceptional piece of theatre that will resonate long after the curtain falls.
Winner of the Best Foreign Language Film at the Golden Globe Awards and nominated for the BAFTAs and the Oscars, Paolo Sorrentino's 'The Great Beauty' is mesmerising with a tour-de-force performance from Toni Servillo.