Review: Tribes

Ever since the Atreides clan established the dramatic template for dysfunctional relationships, the theatre has been a burning glass in whic...

"Sh*t self-righteous theatre bloggers say"

Update: Jana Perkovic weighs in at Guerilla Semiotics. Well worth the read. Update 2: The Guardian's Noises Off rounds up the brouhaha. ...

Review: The Year of Magical Wanking

The Midsumma Festival occurs at an awkward time of year for Ms TN. Through January, I am usually cowering in a bunker, resolutely ignoring t...

Review: Summer of the Seventeenth Doll

One of the paradoxes of art is the uneasy legacy of success. As soon as a work is labelled a "classic", it becomes curiously invis...

Exit 2011

Was that 2011? I'm thinking of the Venerable Bede's story, in which one of King Edwin's thanes compares the life of a man (with ...

Review: The Story of Mary MacLane by Herself

It's tempting to consider what Mary MacLane's life might have been, had she been born male. For one thing, I might have had a better...

Review: The Economist, Cherry Cherry

The great holiday guillotine has now slammed down across Ms TN's diary, and so last week I saw my last shows for the year. And then, in ...