Ruth Wilson as Hedda My colleagues among the London critics are divided by Ivo van Hove’s new National Theatre production of Hedda Gabler, in an un-gimmicky, plain new version by Patrick Marber – except that they all agree in their high praise of Ruth Wilson’s performance in the title … [Read more...]
Archives for 2016
A.A. Gill R.I.P.
(photo Evening Standard) Adrian Gill would have been pleased and amused by the way his too-early death, aged only 62, has been noticed. It was repeatedly announced in the national BBC radio and TV news yesterday (10 December) ; and today his own newspaper, The Sunday Times, has a magazine cover-feature on his cancer, which he wrote himself last week, plus a front page story, and no … [Read more...]
Robert Rauschenberg: Art that contains multitudes and overcomes gridlock
Though London is in pre-Christmas gridlock, making it difficult to go anywhere that can’t be reached on foot, there are some important shows to be seen, including the remarkable Beyond Caravaggio at the National Gallery (until 15 January if you can get through the traffic to Trafalgar Square). Though it has only a handful of the naughtiest-painter-ever’s pictures, it is a wonderful … [Read more...]
The Tempest-Tost Find a Home (at Stratford-upon-Avon)
In 1993 I was lucky enough to see Simon Russell Beale, then a sprightly 32-year-old, play Ariel in Sam Mendes’ Royal Shakespeare Company production of The Tempest. Last week, at the RSC in Stratford, we saw the 55-year-old Russell Beale’s Prospero, directed by Gregory Doran. This new staging has been done in collaboration with Intel, and is replete with digital bells and whistles, which … [Read more...]
When is a novel like a piano? When it’s “treated”
Tom Phillips is the polymath’s polymath. When he gave the Slade Lectures at Oxford in 2006, we gleaned that he is not only a painter, print-maker and a Royal Academician, but also a film-maker, opera librettist and set designer, a fluent writer, translator, composer, and a musician with a fine singing voice. Oh, and he designed a five-pound coin for the 50th anniversary of the Queen’s coronation, … [Read more...]
Watching paint dry on The Red Barn
Sir David Hare’s adaptations of three early Chekhov plays have been the high point of my theatre-going this year, and I went to see his new play at the National Theatre, The Red Barn, anticipating that it would give me much pleasure. It didn’t – and I think I know why. Based on La Main, a novel by Georges Simenon that he calls one of his romans durs (as opposed to the … [Read more...]
Picasso and the Perfectly Bearable Likeness of Being
Picasso was, of course, a great and natural draughtsman. Even as a child he had a fluent and steady line, and was capable of capturing a likeness with ease. The ability to do this doesn’t seem too important to the practice of art today, and isn’t, apparently, a skill much valued or taught at art schools. This undermines, of course, the very reason for existence of The National Portrait … [Read more...]
Which is the Inimitable Don? Jones’s Giovanni
Clive Bayley and Christopher Purves photograph by Robert Workman Richard Jones is a director whose work I admire. I think I was one of the few critics who appreciated his Ring cycle – images from which continue to haunt me whenever I hear certain passages, such as the shamed Brünnhilde being taken back as Gunther’s bride to the Gibichung Hall, her … [Read more...]
Abstract Expressionism Hits the Bull’s Eye
This is the Tate website glossary’s definition: “Abstract expressionism is the term applied to new forms of abstract art developed by American painters such as Jackson Pollock, Mark Rothko and Willem de Kooning in the 1940s and 1950s, often characterized by gestural brush-strokes or mark-making, and the impression of spontaneity.” Wikipedia helpfully … [Read more...]
Pap goes the easel: Painting After Postmodernism, Belgium-USA
Paul Manes, Departure, 2013, oil on canvas, 264.1 x 396.2 cm Brussels—It’s being billed as a “manifesto exhibition,” and the curator, my friend, the art historian and filmmaker Barbara Rose, is happy to say “This is a polemical show.” Indeed, the first line of her catalogue essay reads: This exhibition intends to prove that painting as an autonomous discipline can still … [Read more...]