If you love literary fiction in translation, travelling to different times and other worlds, three must reads for late summer include One Night, Markovitch by Ayelet Gundar-Goshen, The End of Days by Jenny Erpenbeck and The Meursault Investigation by Kamel Daoud.
There's enough good stuff that came before to make the final half hour bearable, but just a shame the wordy internecine shenanigans didn't come in the middle and the chase at the end.
"Legendary" Chicago sandwich shop, Potbelly, has opened at Westfield Stratford City brings a toasted load of massive flavour to a very lucky London.
After the show, I caught up with Preeya in her dressing room for a chat, and asked her how she thinks Indian themed musicals making more of their mark on the west end stage have faired recently?
I so wanted to be cynical about The Beaux Stratagem but it is just impossible. Its sense of fun is infectious and if you don't find yourself laughing and smiling, well, you're probably dead.
Mission Impossible:Rogue Nation is tongue-in-cheek, frenetic, with stunts galore, nods to Hitchcock and Roger Moore's 80s Bond and is lots of fun...
On the surface, it is the tale of a Manchester teenager who has to overcome obstacles in the way of success. Marcus is in Year 9 and is a talented footballer, spending every spare moment practising and, excitingly, being watched by a Manchester United talent scout.
Oliver Hirschbiegel's 13 Minutes relates the fascinating story of Georg Elser, the man who nearly killed Hitler...
Oh, High Society at the Old Vic is a definite winner. Cole Porter's score is great, of course, and the book witty but sometimes taking on the classics is perilous. But this production is a success. The show is full of charm, characters are strong and the set design is ingenious.
The original production - an unqualified failure at the Edinburgh Fringe - had Halliwell in the title role, was directed by a 22-year-old Mike Leigh, and lasted nearly six hours (down from more than twice that in written material).
We're bang in the middle of summer, so it might not seem quite right to suggest staying in and watching a movie. It is lovely and warm outside after all... BUT! it's also the season for romance, that, we can't deny...
Yeah, I was actually really chuffed when I found out Pizza Union had opened a sister site - especially as I'm dashing through King's Cross all the time these days and simply knowing there's another location where I can go to enjoy a kindly priced Pizza Union pie has me feeling thriftier (and hungrier).
Bill Pohlad's Love and Mercy is a spot on biopic of Brian Wilson, the troubled musical genius at the heart of the 60s group The Beach Boys - P'tit Quinquin, a laugh-out-loud wacky, wonderfully absurd murder mystery...
From the beginning, Danny proved popular with the viewers. Pitting oneself against the house villain always manages to be a strong tactic for winning favour with the public. I grew to respect Danny for standing up towards the bullies. However I feel he has let himself down massively ever since.
Not everyone's going to appreciate the joke though. As I left the venue, two fellows who had attended the same screening stood in the doorway discussing what they had just witnessed. "Pointless. No humour in it," said one to the immediate approval of the other as I squeezed by thinking about how badly my sides hurt from laughing so hard.
The journey begins, the seductive voice of a pure jazz artist, a voice made for small jazz clubs, the success of the album Frank and Back To Back. The essence of the film is the songs and it was a brilliant touch to put the lyrics on screen as subtitles which echo the very personal nature of her songs.