The View from the Circle

It’s much to my personal shame that I had never heard of Clarence Darrow before last Saturday night. Quite why there was a play written abou...

When I did A Level English Literature about a billion years ago, one of the set texts I loved most was The Duchess of Malfi.  Written by...

Until now, my entire knowledge of Bernard Shaw came from two sources: My Fair Lady and the obscure but brilliant Stephen Sondheim musical T...

A square grey wall, an ominous black door and a square white floor. Stark, odd, almost otherworldly. Tense. Something bad is going to happen...

How many guns did you have pointed in your face last Friday evening? I reckon I had eight. But that’s an occupational hazard when you si...

So Oscars 2015 has been and gone. Sadface. And whilst the very male and very pale voting panel renders the awards themselves increasingly ...

The only exam I've ever come close to failing was a multiple choice philosophy exam in my first year at university. A lot of the conte...