Guy Fucks: Burn the effigy
Do we burn an effigy of Guy Fawkes on Bonfire Night? The Pope? Or our conception of the person represented?
Do we burn an effigy of Guy Fawkes on Bonfire Night? The Pope? Or our conception of the person represented?
First came the Madonna-whore then came the kinderwhore. But it’s not that complex. What does it take for a woman to challenge conventional beauty standards without men sexualising her right back in to them? Why do they get what they want, then never want it again?
Challengers couldn’t do bisexuality nor polyamory properly, but maybe the circus can.
From popular biennial films and the classic jumpscare to uneasy video games and online miniseries weaponising nostalgia, this horror connoisseur reflects on their favourite modern horror media and the modern fears it preys on.
Palantir made a jacket and the only recourse is bodily mutilation.
Seldom do I come across a play that inspires me so deeply, I find I must go out and buy a copy of the script. I love theatre, and I love reading, but for some reason I am happy to leave most plays at the stage door. The ephemerality of
The aim of life is not merely to function well, but to become whole.
What does it mean to choose to be a man today? Martin Luke Brown turns toward vulnerability, reflection, and empathy.
Saturday 18th saw the London Philharmonic Orchestra at the Southbank Centre play Igor Stravinsky’s 1910 ballet The Firebird, his first of many orchestral pieces commissioned by the Ballets Russes, and my personal favourite. Being something of a classical music fan, I went along to my first major performance of
Design and Disability: a probing V&A exhibit interrogating design justice
If I wrote this review in the style of Dry Cleaning’s latest album, Secret Love, it would be very dry, persistently sardonic, and ultimately, a very draining read. You’d read the first paragraph and decide to stop reading because you know the rest of the review isn’t
What does it mean to be pretty, or even hyperpop pretty, in the hyperindividualist 2020s?