“What is a good life?” This axiological question, asked earnestly in the opening lines of James Graham’s The Standard of Living – playing at Theatre Royal Haymarket until December 12 – is often overlooked by the fractured and hyper-specialised discipline of economics.
Whether it’s a mild sniffle or full-blown tears, I always end up feeling a bit ridiculous about the whole ordeal when it’s over. I mean, it’s not real, is it? Why do I waste my grief on things that haven’t happened, that will never happen?
Ben Wilkinson-Turnbull reviews an evening spent watching The Cure at London's Hammersmith Apollo, complete with lipstick, dry ice and spinning tops galore.
In light of the proposed prison book ban being overturned, Rose Sykes examines the redemptive power ascribed to literature and its importance in the prison system