Some memories you’ll want to forget, but in this show, Memories R Always
I can assure you I had never been more excited to walk into a room and find myself at gunpoint. Within seconds of entering the Reginald Theatre, the destruction, wreckage and fishnet stockings of 2016 Wom*n’s Revue take centre stage, creating a fitting atmosphere of edginess and thrilling tension. The ensuing apocalyptic cabaret is a…
Emma Balfour reviews the 2016 Wom*n’s Revue
In the midnight hour, Sam Langford cried more, more, more.
Glittoris defiles the fat, white corpse of Christopher Hitchens, writes Angela Collins