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I don't usually listen to audiobooks - I prefer the tactile nature of reading a book and will never ceased to be amazed by the fact that...

City of Girls  by Elizabeth Gilbert Bloomsbury Pp. 466 This novel of New York and nostalgia is written in the framework of a letter. When An...

Bad Publicity: popular wisdom has it that there's no such thing. Many actors and directors say they never read their reviews. I don...

I think it's fair to say that I don't like reality TV. I have mentioned this before. One of my least favourite sub-genres is the ...

We had a technical rehearsal today for Alan Ayckbourn's Improbable Fiction , that I am performing in for Canberra Repertory Theatre . ...

In this entertaining and engaging film, Colin Clark, an employee of Sir Laurence Olivier’s, documents the tense interaction between Olivi...

One of the things I enjoy about theatre and performing or directing is the way all the elements come together. Sometimes these blend almo...

The Weevil took her children to see a production of Pinocchio at the Gryphon Theatre the other day. They loved it, especially as they got t...

Recently the New Zealand media has been awash with hysteria over The Hobbit . Because some actors who were part of the union dared to ask f...

Chilean theatre performed in Spanish as part of the Edinburgh Festival – why not? It’s all about multiculturalism after all. The plays have ...

After the glut of (admittedly well-deserved) self congratulation that surrounded last year’s bombastic production of Les Misérables , Showb...

I have a confession to make: I love Morris dancing. Now that we’ve got that out of the way, we can focus on Morris: a Life with Bells On...

There was no live or even delayed coverage of the Oscars this year (unless you have SKY Movies, which I don't). I do have E! (the channe...