The Fall is another example of recent television which ostensibly serves itself up as a familiar dish, and then gives you something else. In previous drafts, that metaphor had become quite engorged, but for now we’ll let that sit.
This is what happens. The economy tanks. Investors pull money from risky opportunities. Governments cut and cut some more. The art market, meanwhile, does just fine. Investors want something safe, something tangible, and so they invest in objects. Those without the means to enter the art market, those most affected by massive cuts, can’t do much.
“Stories of the women who died are important because otherwise their voices remain silent.”
Sipping (albeit fizzy) red wine while munching on Bellinis (a stretch considering the lack of salmon) was a reeking statement of privilege after emerging from a movie which plunged the audience into gang-patched Gisborne.
Even if they pass the Bechdel test, movieland has a lot to answer for in terms of women’s expression and representation in film.
For a play that is considered a tragedy, I was surprised at how many times the audience laughed. A lot of the credit for that can be given to the brothers, Rodolpho and Marco. It was a pleasure to see them realised on stage.
Robert Zimmerman, better known as Bob Dylan, is coming to New Zealand to play three shows in August and September. He’s 73. His life and legend, along with that of the Beatles and the Stones, tower over modern music. Salient writer Mr Jones gets inside the man, the music and the myth. THE MAN I try my best/ To be just like [...]
Second Afterlife, written by Ralph McCubbin-Howell and directed by Kerryn Palmer, is a coming-of-age story set in the age of social media.
Sebastian Hampson is an English and Art History student at Vic, and he’s also a published novelist. Last year, his debut novel The Train to Paris was picked up by Australian independent publishers Text Publishing.