Too many Tchaikovskys: The Queen of Spades at the Royal Opera House leaves you cold
It is inconceivable that anyone unfamiliar with the work could have the slightest idea what is going on.
ByNew Times,
New Thinking.
It is inconceivable that anyone unfamiliar with the work could have the slightest idea what is going on.
ByFrom endless Arthur Miller to the National’s sell-out Cate Blanchett vehicle, the forthcoming year in theatre.
ByWatching Adrian Lester on stage, I realised that there was such a thing as transcendent performance.
ByIt was 1965; I was a 16-year-old schoolboy besotted by classical music but only, so far, on record.
By“I’m trans,” I told a friend on the steps outside, after one of those dazzling nights.
ByI still remember it, aged six, right down to the green carpet and purple seats.
ByHadestown turns the myth of Orpheus and Eurydice into a folk-opera with New Orleans jazz influences.
ByLike Bennett as a playwright, the play has deepened with time.
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