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Actor Profile: Scarlett Johansson

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Scarlett Johansson is a household name and a star of the silver screen, and now she has become the highest paid actress in Hollywood – possibly earning $25million from Marvel’s upcoming movie Black Widow.

But every huge success starts out small, and in her case, really small – only nine years old to be precise, in the film North alongside a similarly baby-faced Elijah Wood. Johansson then continued to play supporting roles in a number of indie films before catching her first starring role at fourteen: The Horse Whisperer. Directed by and starring Robert Redford, the film had a remarkably small cast where Scarlett was the only child, but she managed to stand out in scenes that were compelling and often tear-jerking. This film and others like Manny and Lo and An American Rhapsody cemented her place as a well-known name in the world of art house films from a young age. Johansson turned eighteen in 2002 and went from starlet to star; a title she secured over the next year in which she starred in both Lost in Translation and Girl with a Pearl Earring.

In Sofia Copola’s hit film, Lost in Translation, Johansson played the character of Charlotte; a despondent newlywed accompanying her husband in Tokyo. In her serendipitous meeting with ageing actor Bob Harris, played by Bill Murray, she finds a kindred spirit. Both characters feel both out of place and out of sorts; Charlotte matches his mid-life crisis ennui with a powerful quarter-life crisis of her own. The two actors created a chemistry that gives the unconventional friendship life, despite the struggles Johansson faced in playing a character 6 years her senior and acting across from such a huge star.

The success of this film segued into the success of Girl with a Pearl Earring, where Johansson again portrays a friendship with a world weary, middle aged man- this time Colin Firth. The film speculates about the model behind Vermeer’s famous painting, exploring the relationship between the muse and the artist. It’s a film of long looks and lingering camera work and Johnsson and Firth deftly handle the rampant tension. Neither of these characters are revolutionary, often appearing just to fit the out of date Hollywood typecast damsel who needs a man to save them, but the subtlety of Johansson’s acting in these big roles put her on the top of many casting wish lists.

From 2003 onwards she was in high demand, starring in four films in 2004, befriending Woody Allen and starring in three of his films, and moving between rom-coms, period pieces and sci-fi. Her first big budget action adventure was The Island in 2005, but the film was not the success cast and crew had hoped for. The film cost over $120million to make, probably something to do with Michael Bay’s love of huge stunts and effects, but ultimately the biggest explosion came from the film itself, a box office bomb. Some blamed the performances of Johansson and co-star Ewan McGregor, who played sheltered clones educated only up to the level of a 15-year-old, but others have pointed toward bad publicity. Since both actors had a wealth of other successes built up, the film didn’t hinder them from starring in similar action films in the future. Films like Under the Skin, Her, Lucy and Ghost in the Shell all see Johansson again playing unusual science fiction characters, whether they’re aliens, robots or disembodied voices. They all explore the ethics of the existence of these beings, to varying degrees of success.

However, since 2010 her most successful action roles have been in the comic book world, playing the part of Black Widow, a master assassin turned spy. She first appeared in the franchise in Iron Man 2, where her role as babysitter was not groundbreaking, and the film in general was one of her least successful. Since then however, she has starred in Avengers Assemble, Captain America: Winter Soldier, Avengers: Age of Ultron, Captain America: Civil War, and Avengers: Infinity War. A more complex character has been revealed throughout these films despite the fact she has always played a supporting role. The story of a smoldering, sexy women with a tortured past and equipped with an impressive set of stunts ticks all the right box office boxes, so the character has been weaved into many plots. Johansson has been given opportunities here and there to lend the character her acting skills in scenes of vulnerability, but fans have been clamoring to see her in the heroic driving seat.

At least, this appears to be happening, as Marvel has finally decided that female heroes are in demand. With the new Black Widow movie on the way in a few years’ time, it will be exciting to see what Johansson can bring from her years of experience of playing layered characters to this and other future performances.

Egon Schiele and Francesca Woodman Tate Review- ‘a triumph of comparison’

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‘Now she has gone. Now I encounter her body’,

Egon Schiele ‘The Portrait of the Pale, Still Girl’ 1910

Schiele’s lament for a physical absence and the remaining artistic encounter resonates in both his own body of work – his capturing of momentary expressions, the fleeting rapture which seizes the individual – and that of his exhibited counterpart Francesca Woodman, a photographer separated from him by time and medium. In her photography, Woodman uses the blurring effect of long-exposure to conjure shadow-like apparitions into the frame, so the figure is simultaneously appearing and disappearing, caught between two states: transmutation and absence, remaining in the frame itself. Both artists capture the momentary nature of expression, while simultaneously alluding to the inescapable nature of movement – that it is transitory, and the artist’s immortalising seeks to capture that which is impermanent.

The exhibition illustrates the Tate’s unparalleled knowledge of artistic marriage – the similarities which can be drawn across artistic movements and mediums, resulting in a triumph of comparison between two seminal creative figures. A prevailing similarity between the two is their depiction of isolated figures; Schiele’s pencil details the characteristics of individual flesh which startles against their surrounding void of empty background, while Woodman’s camera illustrates the individual’s isolation from human society in their ability to merge with their natural surroundings, their edges fading into the lines in tree bark but ultimately remaining isolated as the human form in amongst nature.

Schiele often saw his sitters as isolated beings in the throes of torture, haunted by some nameless mental anguish. Their troubled expressions washing over their form of bruised skin and skeletal limbs illustrates both Schiele’s mental state and his perception of the human condition. For Woodman, her figures are likewise tormented; yet theirs is a far more recognisable, physically translated suffering – in ‘Horizontale, Providence’, cello-tape loops maddeningly upwards until binding both her legs. In ‘Untitled, Boulder, Colorado’, washing pegs tightly clamp her breasts and stomach. They appear as physical translations of a stronger, socially-ingrained anguish of female self-perception and body image. Her figures are striking in their isolation – they demand your attention while simultaneously resenting it, cowering away from it. Their underlying fragility resonates through their unclarified movements; questioning our awareness of whether they are running away or beckoning us nearer.

Why do we have such an obsession with Schiele? He resides as one of the most controversial but nevertheless important artists of the Expressionist period. He confronts us with the sexualised form, the extremes of the flesh, the constant potentiality of erotica. Yet, he disturbs us with his honesty; we are all his figures, his paintings are born from an understanding of the truth held by the human body. His obsession with the life-summoning veins and underlying skeletons of the hands take centre-stage in multiple paintings, exaggerated yet remaining firmly rooted in the potentiality of the human flesh.

Schiele’s obsession with the earthly experience of sexual pleasure, starvation and adolescence stand in juxtaposition to Woodman’s understanding of the human potentiality to cross over into the realm of the empyrean. Her ‘Angel Series’, the product of a year spent abroad in Rome from 1977 to 1978 and the presence of the angel figure in surrounding churches and museums, seem to take the human form further than both her previous work and Schiele’s focus on erotic experience. Her captured forms appear ‘shadow-like as if in the process of disappearing’ – she takes the human body, forms every thread of mortality, then begins to fray them away. Negatively bleaching them out. The result – wistful apparitions you beg to stay in the frame, but you remain still, an onlooker to their ceremony of disappearance.

Standing, looking into her photographs, the viewer is taken into a feminised realm of sharp-edged shadows, manipulative mirrors, natural canvases and male absence. Its film-noir, the darkness exploiting the light, Woodman teasing the tension between two states to express her own meanings. Her figures cast their shadows but bathe in light, never belonging to one or the other. She photographs women in ruins; walls crumbling, leaves drying out, paper peeling. Her figures, with their propensity for life and unrelenting desire to escape our world, are present both in the decomposition of the ruins and their enduring beauty.

Movement, while present in the physical compositions of Schiele and the blurring exposures of Woodman, is not merely physical. Movement is emotional; the struggle between states, be it pain and pleasure, hatred and love, natural and human. They capture the struggle of disappearance from one state and the emergence into another. They confront us with the extremes of the human experience; theirs is an artistic unity born from an understanding of being human, living and escaping through transient moments as a human being.

‘Life in Motion: Egon Schiele/ Francesca Woodman’ is on display at the Tate, Liverpool, until the 23rd September 2018./

University Challenge introduces “gender neutral” questions to encourage more female contestants

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University Challenge has announced that it hopes to encourage more women to compete on the show by introducing “gender neutral” questions.

The move comes after complaints from the public about the lack of questions about women.

Executive producer Peter Gwyn said: “When a viewer wrote in to point out that a recent edition of the programme had contained few questions on women, we agreed and decided to rectify it.

We try to ensure that when hearing a question, we don’t have any sense of whether it was written by a man or a woman, just as questions should never sound as if they are directed more at men than women.”

He said that while the programme “will always do everything” to encourage more women to participate, “ultimately […] the makeup of each team is decided by the university it represents.”

In 2017, the Telegraph reported that even though women in the UK are 35% more likely than men to go to university, 95% of finalists over the past five years have been men.

While the show itself has been criticised for the bias of its questions, several female previous participants have cited online abuse as the biggest barrier to women wanting to compete.

Rose McKeown, who was on the winning team of St John’s, Cambridge, spoke out against the “hostility that some female contestants are subjected to on social media” but said there was also “an issue with women underestimating themselves and being hesitant to try out for the show.”

New Statesman’s Anna Leszkiewicz told this week’s Radio Times: “Female contestants have repeatedly experienced abuse and objectification after their appearances, from Gail Trimble in 2009 to Katharine Perry in the current series, with a host of others in between.

“It’s easy to dismiss these cyclical sexism rows as manufactured outrage, but University Challenge is a British institution that reaches millions of people each week.”

Meanwhile, Professor Mary Beard told the Guardian: “Much as I love University Challenge, and ready as I am to sniff out sexism… I do sometimes wonder if women think they have better uses for their intelligence than quiz shows.”

There have also been efforts within colleges to improve female representation on the show, with Wadham setting up trials exclusively for women to ensure at least one woman was selected.

After a few weeks however, the college’s student committee decided to scrap the policy for fear that choosing a weaker female candidate over a stronger male one would appear “tokenistic”.

Iron Maiden: 35 Years On

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I grew up next to a primary school, and the only way I could concentrate on my studies alongside screaming children was to play louder, more furious screams. Iron Maiden appealed to the English and History nerd in me — their songs cover everything from Edgar Allan Poe to Coleridge, dueling to Soviet Russia to Alexander the Great. Because who needs yet another love song?

Last week I saw Iron Maiden live, and I cannot overstate how much campier, geekier and showier it was than I could have possibly imagined. I thought Spinal Tap was a parody. But soon after we took our literal back row seats in the O2, lead singer Bruce Dickinson was wearing a flamethrower backpack (donned double strap), and prancing about the stage blasting fire from his hands. During almost every song, the props changed. A paper mâché spitfire was dangled from the rafters, Dickinson took up a sword and knighted the guitarists, monastic robes were donned, devil horns were worn. The 80s were kept alive on this stage to an impossible degree. I’ve seen other campy bands that invoke 80s metal/rock tropes – Disturbed, Avenged Sevenfold, The Darkness – but they have all succumbed to modern CGI shows and use their massive budgets to create an intimidating stage presence. Iron Maiden have pumped millions into creating backgrounds that look straight out of He-Man and the Masters of the Universe. 

As they are approaching their seventies, it was both endearing and comical to watch Steve Harris and Dave Murray do little else while playing their guitars besides hopping up and down on the spot.

Iron Maiden is one of those bands that have not faded in the slightest and give the impression they’re headed ever onward towards their platonic form. They do not consistently have big fall-outs and splits. They are a bunch of private school boys who are still quite healthy and alive, yet do not give off the impression that there was much sex and drugs along with their rock and roll. They politely mount the stage, prance, and frolic about with images of Hell, the trenches, an evil cathedral, and Siberia in the background, make a joke about needing viagra, and then safely depart. The quality of their work is consistent — their newest album is, if anything, more ambitious than those which have come before. I didn’t know how much I needed an 18-minute long song about the crash of the Hindenburg until I got one. But even if they are more ambitiously themselves, Iron Maiden have not changed, reformed or significantly improved in any way, because they didn’t need to. 

After the beast had been sufficiently enumerated, and my school friend and I had joined in the chorus of grizzled old men chanting ‘666!’, Iron Maiden calmly left the stage. The mosh pit that had just about got going turned into a massive can-can. Yes, a can-can pit of jaunty leg-flicking.

Iron Maiden have never tried to be fully cool, or do anything other than to appeal to a niche group of Dungeons and Dragons players and like-minded nerds, and this is why I think they’re just the right band to see after they’ve aged. Some bands will lose the glamour of their youth, especially those who do not put out new content, and seeing them live will ruin the illusion. Iron Maiden is like an unwashed teapot or an unscoured pan (I hesitate in calling them a ‘fine vintage’), the crusty residue that has accumulated over the years only gives them a better flavour, and it’s hard for them still not to win your heart.

Rugby League: Saints and Dragons victorious so far, though questions over League’s future structure

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Super League Leaders St. Helens were 10 points clear of their local rivals Wigan Warriors at the top of the table, as the 23 regular-season fixtures drew to a close at the end of July.

This didn’t stop Huddersfield Giants snatching a win over them two weeks ago though in the first round of the Super 8s matches, in which the three tiers of rugby league are further divided into groups of eight after the regular season of home and away matches are completed.

Although they took home the League Leaders’ Shield, the Super League Champion will then have to battle through the semi-final play-offs before winning the Grand Final at Old Trafford on the 13th October. With so much at stake in the last five matches of the season, there will certainly be a fight for the top spots, and while a twenty point win over Wakefield Trinity last week would have given them some confidence, the Saints are far from being crowned champions yet.

It was the Catalan Dragons that had the last laugh in the Challenge Cup though, with the chants of ‘Les Marseillaise” being heard across Wembley into the early hours of Sunday morning, as they sealed victory over Warrington 20-14.

In the Championship, new arrivals Toronto Wolfpack have stormed to eight points clear at the top of the table, though are lagging in third behind the Salford Red Devils and Leeds Rhinos in the Super 8 qualifiers, which began on the 9th August.

In this lower tier, the four top teams from the Championship met the four bottom teams from the Super League, with the Toronto Wolfpack, London Broncos and Toulouse automatically earning a place in next season’s Super League. and the clubs finishing fourth and fifth playing in the infamous ‘Million Pound Game’ to compete for the remaining last spot in the top flight.

However, although this structure for the end of the season was only introduced in 2015, the clubs have voted for it to be scrapped ahead of 2019, meaning the rugby league will return to a one up, one down structure. This could make it harder for lower tier teams to have a chance to make it to the top flight, despite the possibility that they are of a higher standard than some of the clubs in the bottom half of the Super League. Despite this, St. Helens’ owner Eamonn McManus has suggested that the Super 8s structure did not deliver the right commercial returns and Ian Lenagan, the owner of Wigan Warriors, has insisted the Super League’s continued commitment to Championship and League One representation.

With the success of Toronto so far this season, more questions have been raised about the expansion of Rugby League. Toronto Wolfpack are the third non-English side to join the RFL, following Catalan Dragons in 2006 and Toulouse Olympique in 2016. The club has gone from strength to strength, winning League One in 2017 and the Championship in 2018, and their quick success may pave the way for more clubs from around the world to seek permission to join the league. The owner of Hull F.C, Adam Pearson, clearly sees the advantages of such an expansion and, speaking to The Guardian, suggested that if Toronto are “serious about coming into Super League and adding new broadcast rights and franchises, then we truly have a global game once the Americans get involved”.

Despite this, there is also criticism of having transatlantic clubs competing in the RFL, with concerns being raised over the fact that allowing Toronto to play their matches in blocks gives them an unfair advantage. By playing all their away matches in the first half of the season, and all their home games in the second half, this means that the Toronto players are well adjusted to the time zone throughout the season, whereas visiting teams are potentially jet-lagged when they play Toronto at their home ground, the Lamport Stadium. This system also allows the potential for considerable momentum for Toronto in the latter half of the season due to their back-to-back home games. However, with talks of a New York team set to join the RFL in 2019, it seems that the expansion of the game across the globe is only just beginning.

The Women’s Challenge Cup Final was held on the 4th of August, with Leeds Rhinos coming from behind to claim their 20-14 victory over Castleford Tigers. The attendance of 1,022 at Warrington’s HJ stadium appears to be a step in the right direction for the women’s game, and there are high hopes that the women’s league will be able to reach a new fan base in the coming years.

Oxford student sailors complete Round Britain and Ireland race

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A Oxford University Yacht Club crew has completed the Sevenstar Round Britain and Ireland Race, coming 11th out of 28 boats.

The student team set off on their 1,805 nautical mile race from Cowes, Isle of Wight, at midday on Sunday 12th August. After spending just over 13 days sailing round Ireland and Britain, they returned to the Isle of Wight at around 1:30pm on Saturday, welcomed by family and friends.

The race, which began in 1976 and takes place every four years, is regarded by some as more challenging than a transatlantic race due to the volatile British weather, and the difficulty of navigating the tidal patterns around land.

Competitors in 2018 also faced a tropical storm off the west coast of Scotland, as well as oil rigs in the North Sea and busy shipping lanes in the English Channel.

Despite finishing almost four days behind the winners, the Oxford crew were pleased to have finished in the top half of the overall rankings.

León López Brennan, Vice-Commodore of Oxford University Yacht Club, told Cherwell: “I am of course very proud of our team’s performance. Sailing around the British Isles in one go is a feat in itself. But doing so in a race – where the yacht is constantly maxed out, and whatever the sea throws at you must be dealt with – is even more impressive.

“Our club is immensely proud of both the physical and, perhaps more importantly, the psychological professionalism of our RBI (Round Britain and Ireland Race) team.”

Paying tribute to the many hours of training undergone by the crew, Brennan also said: “That this race could be completed in the manner that it was goes a long way to show that all those long weekends of training during and in between terms have produced a very solid squad with a strong team spirit.

“It should also prove to those who equate yachting in general, and university yachting in particular, to summer holidays in Croatia that we stand for hell of a lot more than that.”

Reflecting on the experience, Mélisande Besse, a member of the Oxford crew, said: “I saw islands I didn’t know we had in this country, wildlife I’d never seen near our shore, and stars so bright; so beautiful at night. It’s an adventure and it’s tough, but it’s an amazing experience!”

Crave Review – ‘moments of tenderness crushed by memories of trauma’

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This review contains reference to suicide.

So happy / Happy and free.

The final lines of Sarah Kane’s Crave’ couldn’t be further from how we feel as we walk out into the Edinburgh rain. The Woodplayers’ hour-long production definitely makes for difficult – and at times painful – viewing, but it’s worth it: through interwoven stories of love, despair, and survival, they have created a powerful piece that makes you feel a bit like you’ve been punched in the stomach.

Directors Alice Chamber and Helena Snider have given the play a sense of intimacy with a sparse, black set and minimal costume. The four actors have nothing but a foot or two to separate us from them. As they speak the fragmented lines to each other, we can just about make guesses about the connections that form and crumble between them. Owen Sparkes’ beautifully performed monologue about daily details of love (“And I want to play hide-and-seek and give you my clothes and tell you I like your shoes and sit on the steps while you take a bath and massage your neck and kiss your feet and hold your hand and go for a meal… ”) brings me to tears. But when he begins to speak again, a few minutes later, his are words full of menace – describing a relationship no longer loving but abusive and fearful. Love isn’t enough to save these four characters. Known only as A, B, C, and M, they have moments of warmth and tenderness with each other that are then crushed by memories of trauma: whispers of rape, incest, anorexia, paedophilia, suicide, and other agonies that seem to snuff out any light that emerges from the darkness of the text.

Kane – who died by suicide at 28 – became notorious for the shocking violence of her earlier plays, in which characters are mutilated and brutalised. There is no physical violence in ‘Crave’ – only anguish in the words spoken. Kane said of the play: ”Some people seem to find release at the end of it, but I think it’s only the release of death.”

This sense of mortality is there from the beginning: the opening line is “you’re dead to me”. While there are moments of love, and even laughter at points, it is feelings of loneliness and horror that you take away with you after the lights dim.

Machinal Review – ‘poignant but not perfect’

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The Almeida Theatre is well known for reviving forgotten 20th century plays, having run Tennessee Williams’ Summer and Smoke earlier this year, their most recent contribution is Sophie Treadwell’s 1928 one act play. A play about women, marriage and the monotony of life – it’s as relevant today as it was ninety years ago.

Treadwell’s play was loosely inspired by the 1927 real life case of convicted and executed killer Ruth Snyder, who brutally murdered her husband with the assistance of her lover Judd Gray, and was sentenced to the electric chair for her crime. The Young Woman in Machinal – the characters are unnamed in the credits – seems more sympathetic than this, and unlike Snyder we do not feel that she deserves her sorry end.

Emily Berrington takes on the demanding role of the Young Woman, named Helen during the play, and pulls off an impressive, although slightly misjudged, performance. She excels most when she speaks the least, and while the scenes with Helen and her husband are good, she has a tendency to rattle off perplexing monologues that seem to slip into an unconvincing hysteria, leaving her disengaged from the audience. This is not Berrington, for she is certainly a very able actress, but her portrayal may have been more effective had she chosen to inject more resilience into the Young Woman at certain moments.

As her blissfully ignorant and unsympathetic husband George H. Jones, Jonathan Livingstone impresses. He is strangely likeable in a character who we should loathe, and can be amusing at unexpected moments. It may be his charisma and charm that removes some of the audience’s sympathy for the woman at the centre of the tale, and it is almost – not quite, but almost – a shame when he meets his end. Similarly, Dwane Walcott as the sexy young man who brings her fleeting pleasure judges his role perfectly and is so masterfully smooth that you can understand why she becomes fixated.

Machinal is quite unique in that it is a one act play lasting only eighty minutes with an episodic structure. Each of the ten episodes possesses a vague title – ‘Domestic’, ‘Business, ‘Honeymoon’- and each is set in a different time period, although with the same characters. Not everybody likes plays with a single act, but this one ends at the right time, when you feel there should be a natural conclusion. However, a few scenes seem to drag on, particular the opening few and for me these were not as impressive as the rest. The first two scenes feel melodramatic and exaggerated and Berrington’s monologue is slightly forced, although many critics have praised elements of these scenes, particularly Denise Black’s performance as Mother. There is a definite improvement throughout the play, nonetheless, and the final scenes are excellently done.

My one main fault with this production is the choice to set each scene in a different time period. This is done through subtle changes – the typewriters and rotary diel telephones in episode one suggest we are in the 1920s/30s but the CNN reporters at the trial in episode nine reveal it to be the present day. The intention may be to allow all women throughout time to be able to relate to Helen’s predicament, but it does not totally work. For instance, her sense of obligation to marry makes sense in the early 20th century, but not in present day.

Perhaps the most impressive element of this production is Miriam Beuther’s stunning and original set design. At the end of each episode jaws of blinding white light close over the stage and open again for the next one. It certainly adds to the feeling of suffocation experienced by the Young Woman as the jaws literally swallow up her, cutting off her air. The staging is also amplified by a large sloping mirror at the back, which allows the audience to see the reflection of the characters in the mirror – especially powerful in the first scene at work as it emphasises the monotonous repetition of quotidian working life. It makes it look like a machine.

It is certainly a poignant play with meaning that has not faded over the years and the acting ranges from good to superb. The production itself may not be perfect, but it is clever and captivating. Emily Berrington may be one to watch.

Versailles End-of-Season Review: Intrigue, rebellion, and heartache

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Just like many a history student, it’s always difficult to watch an historical drama without pointing out the historical inaccuracies. Like in many of these TV shows, Versailles is also guilty of occasionally deviating from events as they happened. Characters who have gone down in history as loathing each other begin the season having formed a close friendship, and it is not always easy to follow such tales of events. However, Versailles does better than most: Louis’s revocation of the Edict of Nantes is emphasised, as is his struggles with the papacy. A combination of history and fiction means Versailles is satisfying for both history enthusiasts and drama lovers alike.

This is undoubtedly a lavish production. The photography of the series can only be described as stunning, as the sumptuous costumes set against beautiful scenery and architecture offer a feast for the eyes. Watching Versailles, it is understandable why the series was so expensive to make, but considering the end result, the expense was well worth it. The effort that the crew put into constructing sets that look authentic is evident in the difficulty the viewer has in trying to distinguish the set from the actual palace itself.

But it is the level of mystery that season three has introduced that makes up for past shortcomings. As well as handling history, the show does not shy away from the capacity of a core French history myth to create dramatic tension; namely the man in the Iron Mask. This is one of the most intriguing storylines of the season and one that Alexander Vlahos who plays Louis XIV’s brother, Philippe, Duke of Orleans handles with aplomb. His performance of the Prince’s growing obsession with uncovering the truth is carried in an emotive portrayal of the character. The scene where he finally breaks down from the toll that his quest has taken on him, including isolating himself from his loved ones, is very moving and whilst watching the series my enjoyment of it was never higher than when Vlahos was on the screen.

The final season also widens the scope of the show in an important way. Whilst seasons one and two were largely confined to the affairs of the Sun King, his family and the court, season three ventures into the suburbs of Paris where the inhabitants have grown tired of Louis’ absolutist ways. The escape from the world of the nobility that these scenes offer is a welcome one, as it offers a glimpse of early modern France beyond the dazzling façade of Versailles and makes the world of the Sun King larger and therefore, more realistic.

Not to forget the Sun King himself, it feels with the third and final season that George Blagden has really settled into playing the role of, arguably, France’s most famous king. He portrays Louis as someone far more human than the history books often present, as he struggles throughout this season with his identity and what it truly means to be king. There is also much to be said of the chemistry that he enjoys with Catherine Walker who plays his third mistress Madame de Maintenon, as their relationship is a central part of this season, and an important part of Louis’ struggle with his identity. But this does not mean that the show uses its female characters simply as ways to deepen the stories of its male ones. In particular, the down to earth personality of Princess Palatine (Jessica Clarke) injects some refreshing life into the Court.

The finale itself did justice to a season that has been very strong, as although the final episode left us with much of Louis’ reign untouched, it felt that we had been told a complete story.  Relationships that had been key aspects of the show from its first episode, particularly that between Phillippe and his lover the Chevalier de Lorraine were brought to a fulfilling ending. Causing a stir at times for its more raunchy scenes, the actors and crew involved have gone beyond what they set out to achieve.

The Squirrel Plays Review – ‘carried off with subtlety and aplomb’

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The Squirrel Plays could so easily have been a heavy-handed approach to abortion, made ridiculous by the unusual metaphor of squirrel infestations. Those looking for a preaching, angry play, however, will have to look elsewhere at the Fringe. The Squirrel Plays carries off its concept with subtlety and aplomb.

The set is used inventively without being obtrusive; small, brightly painted birdhouses represent well-kempt suburbia in miniature, haunting the fringes of the play with their respectability at all times. The direction exploits the opportunities for comedy; a blanket is unfurled to make a vertical bed, then effortlessly reused as the low-hanging roof of an attic; those sitting at a table hold up a board, and as some characters stand up to join a heated debate, the board lurches wildly while the remaining characters struggle frantically to hold it steady.

What is normally an unavoidably hard hitting, sober subject is elevated in The Squirrel Plays by a refusal to allow the theme to supress other shades of emotion – tenderness, humour, even boredom, all find their place in the play. The characters themselves are slight stereotypes; the soft mother, the local resident’s association tyrant. It’s a testament to the skill of the cast that they don’t allow themselves to be consumed by these types, but rather make space for their characters to experience inner conflict. The central couple, Tom and Sarah are particularly striking as they vacillate between the perfect image of young love, and the earnest fear and despair that lies beneath. The veneers of respectable normality that cover all the characters in this play are not so much shattered as stretched so thin that they become translucent, revealing an aching loneliness and unhappiness, particularly in Tom and Sarah, as they both try to process the infestation and destruction (of a squirrel, of a child), in their own deeply incompatible ways.

Similarly, the central metaphor of squirrels as children does not act to obscure the act of abortion (at least not to the audience) but instead to reveal and place pressure on the pro-choice and pro-life movements in more complex ways. Mentions of ‘unwanted squirrels’ being the result of ‘carelessness’ highlight the ludicrous nature of certain arguments against abortion, whilst the defamiliarization brought about by the metaphor allows the audience to think on the subject at one remove from their own, often very strongly held, opinions.

This is a striking, loveable production, skilfully directed. It jumps with ease the hurdle at which many Fringe productions fall: to handle a major contemporary issue with exploratory thoughtfulness.