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Coco sees Pixar back on delightful form

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With the release of the disappointing Cars 3 over the summer, and the recent announcement that Toy Story 4 is in production, there have been fears that Pixar’s previously undimmable brilliance is fading. But Coco, a heartwarming and beautifully imagined film inspired by the Mexican festival Dia de los Muertos, is proof (ironically enough) that there is life in the studio yet.

The film centres around twelve-year-old Miguel, whose great-great grandmother was abandoned by her singer-songwriter husband and consequently instilled a hatred of music into all her descendants. Miguel, however, dreams of becoming a musician like his idol, Ernesto de la Cruz. When on the night of Dia de los Muertos he finds himself trapped in the Land of the Dead, the choice between following his dreams and obeying his family becomes a matter of survival as he faces the possibility of being stuck there forever.

Naturally, a fair bit of exposition is required for such a complex premise, but it felt more like an engaging city-tour than a boring lecture. Visually, it was barely possible to take in all the rich detail poured into the streets of Miguel’s hometown, the costumes and face-paint of the dead, and the glittering necropolis they inhabit.

There are amusing references to both high and popular culture: Frida Kahlo makes an appearance in the afterlife and Miguel’s canine companion in the city of the dead is aptly named Dante, while  turnstiles at the city’s entrance look suspiciously Disneyland-esque. The animators also have plenty of fun with the visual possibilities of a supporting cast of skeletons, puncturing scenes with delightfully macabre bursts of physical comedy.

Disney’s recent commitment to increasing diversity, seen in films like Big Hero 6 and Moana, certainly pays off here: the cast is almost exclusively Hispanic, and it lends the film a welcome authenticity. The Mexican-inspired music beautifully accompanies the story and it is likely that the sweetly melancholic ‘Remember Me’ will become a popular staple of the Disney musical canon.

Despite the many classic Disney tropes (goofy animal sidekick, journey through a magical kingdom, family-oriented moral message), I was pleasantly surprised to note that Coco subverted the aggressively didactic ‘carpe diem’ mentality often found in children’s films. It was refreshing to be told for once that some things are more important than following your own dreams whatever the cost.

Yet in spite of the many idiosyncratic touches, what makes this film really special is its universality. Death, family and memory are themes common to everyone, and though you can see the touching end sequence coming a mile off, it is difficult not to be affected by it. It moved me more than anything I’d seen in a long time.

Making bad art

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Bad Art. What makes you add that adjective? ‘Bad’. Is it style, medium or content that defines taste?

On my Art Foundation course we decided to once again procrastinate on our final projects and figure it out. Maybe by finding this out, we can save our own art from that ‘bad’ art title it very definitely was.

It all started when my friend showed me another friend’s GCSE final piece. Her friend wasn’t happy with it. She had spent ten hours straight attempting to recreate a two dimensional Ruby Rose. She felt that she hadn’t succeeded. I looked at the photo. It was incredible in its clarity: I could see that it was meant to be Ruby Rose, but something was not quite right. It just looked bad.

The bad art was inspiring. We wanted to do something similar. We attempted to create a portrait, but to purposefully make it fail. This is not to say that failure was not something that we encountered often, but this time it was deliberate.

We picked Angelina Jolie. Often crowned as one of the most beautiful women in the world, she was the image of perfection that we needed to start with. We replicated her five times, each time creating a face that was nearly – but not quite – right.

Attempt One: our rushed and hurried marks crudely collaged to make a face. It was not successful and appeared too much like an abstract portrait. It was not obviously ‘bad’ enough.

Attempt Two: the eyes were off. Eyes are crucial in portraits as they are usually what the viewer automatically searches for. Natural eyes need to be at an angle, skewed and pupils facing just in the wrong directions.

Attempt Three: skin tone. We used grey as shading on a pink face. Needless to say, this was not successful, and gave the appearance of a beard.

Attempt Four: We over-dramatised her features. It looked like a caricature gone wrong.

Attempt Five: This time she had an irregular face size. Again, this was unsuccessful; the angular shape appeared like a rip-off copy of Expressionist art.

What we realised about ‘bad art’ is that more than anything, the crucial element is time. Like the hilariously bad celebrity drawings done by fans, we needed to spend excruciating time and effort, pouring our hearts into the work. Time was spent trying to shade, to dot, to draw. In our one-day self-proclaimed project, this was something we just didn’t have.

We also realised another thing. The drawing needs to try to imitate real life – try being the operative word. It needs to try to replicate the person before it, and any differences from the person and the portrait must be a lack of skill, not a result of creative interpretation.

It is often said of Picasso that his success in painting his radical portraits was made possible after he demonstrated he could do things the ‘right’ way. Picasso’s cubist portraits – in which his subjects have two eyes on one side of their heads and noses emerging from their foreheads – are preceded by a mountain of his earlier work, which is all strikingly in proportion.

There needs to be an attempt to get the features in the right proportions for there to be a result in which they are not quite there. It was through this little feat, we realised what makes the great masters great, and us just another group of ‘bad’ artists.

Work begins on new Somerville accommodation

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Work has begun on a Somerville accommodation block in Jericho, which will take all Somerville undergraduates out of private rented housing. The site, located on Walton Street, aims to provide bedrooms for 68 students.

The proposition proved controversial in the planning stage, after concerns that archaeological remains from the English Civil War lie beneath the site. Construction began on the building on 11th January this year.

It will be named after the late Catherine Hughes, principal of Somerville between 1989 and 1996. Dr Trevor Hughes, Catherine’s husband, marked the occasion by putting the first shovel in the ground.

The work on the Walton Street site will be undertaken alongside the construction of a further 42 rooms. They will be added to the rear of 25-27 Little Clarendon Street, a Somerville College owned property. 110 bedrooms will be built in total across both sites.

The college treasurer, Andrew Parker, said: “The Catherine Hughes building will help us to achieve one of our long-held goals: to accommodate all of our undergraduates on site.

“We know that this will bring our Somerville community even closer together.

“It will also offer a significant benefit for applicants choosing Somerville, and will be particularly important to those who might otherwise be deterred by the cost of having to live out for a year.”

The building is expected to be completed in October 2019.

Syrian refugee receives offer from Balliol

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A Syrian refugee who fled to England in a lorry carrying frozen chips has been offered a place at Balliol College.

Sulaiman Wihba, 20, will begin a maths degree in October next year.

He received 4 A*s at A level in Maths, Further Maths, Physics, and Chemistry this year. He described the news of his offer as “unbelievable”.

“For me, this feels truly unbelievable. Who would have thought that 17-year-old me, jumping off a lorry when I arrived in the UK, could make it to Oxford?

“It’s been such a tough journey since I left the bombings and the bullets in Damascus but I wouldn’t change anything about it.

“I am also so grateful as I couldn’t have done any of this if it had not been for my parents and my teachers’ amazing support.”

A tutor for Undergraduate Admissions at Balliol, Dr Sebastian Shimeld, said: “We look forward to welcoming Sulaiman Wihba to Balliol College, and to learning more about a story that shows the transformative power of education.”

Sulaiman left Damascus with his mother in 2015 after it became too dangerous to remain. He travelled over the border to Turkey, before making a perilous five hour crossing of the Mediterranean in a cramped boat.

From there they travelled through Europe to Calais – passing through Greece, Macedonia, Serbia, Hungary, Austria and France. He then managed to escape to England in the back
of a frozen foods lorry.
The journey was made with few supplies. Sulaiman’s mother arrived in the UK with only one shoe.

He attended school and recieved help from a local charity called Voices in Exile, who give advice and support to asylum-seekers in Brighton. Sulaiman began teaching Arabic to refugees for the charity, which rented out a room at Brighton College.

The headmaster of the school, Richard Cairns, heard about Sulaiman’s volunteering and story.

The teenager was then offered a full scholarship at the £23,000 boarding and day school, alongside another refugee, Elias Badin.

Richard Cairns said: “Sulaiman has worked incredibly hard, in the face of great adversity, and he richly deserves this offer.

“We’re proud to have helped this remarkable young man attain his goal.

“We know he will achieve great things in the future.”

Balliol have a scholarship programme for refugees which pays for tuition fees as well as living accommodation.

However, Balliol clarified that this was not awarded to Sulaiman.

They have not responded to Cherwell’s request for information about the last time the scholarship has been rewarded.

Thais Rosque, president of the Oxford Students Refugee Campaign, told Cherwell: “It is great to see that Balliol is offering a place to such a deserving student.

“Sulaiman’s story is a proof of how many brilliant students are awaiting opportunities just like these, first offered to him by Brighton College and now Balliol.

“Our campaign was targeted exactly to students like him, who by no fault on their own had their education put at risk due to war, disasters or persecution.

“Well done Sulaiman, well done Balliol, well done Oxford.”

Oxford student’s rape trial dropped

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The trial of an Oxford student for rape and sexual assault has been dropped days before the case was due to be heard in court.

St. Hugh’s chemist Oliver Mears, who matriculated in October 2016, voluntarily suspended his studies after being accused of assaulting a women in July 2015, when he was 17.

Mears, from Horley in Surrey, has spent more than two years on bail. His trial, which was due to begin on Monday, has been abandoned this week.

The Crown Prosecution Service (CPS) requested that a judge record a ‘not guilty’ verdict, citing that evidence had been reviewed by a “new set of eyes”.

Prosecutor Sarah Lindop told Judge Jonathan Black at Guildford Crown Court that the decision not to advance with the case was in light of fresh examination of a diary and digital evidence. She said this “tips the balance” in favour of the 19-year old.

According to the Daily Mail, it is believed lawyers for the student, claimed evidence that would prove Mears’ innocence had not yet been disclosed.

One St. Hugh’s student told Cherwell: “The whole process seems ridiculous frankly.

“The CPS and the police need to get their act together and realise that it’s as important to protect innocent people as it is to secure convictions.

“Keeping people under allegations for so long is just cruel.”

A CPS spokesperson said: “We keep all cases under continual review. Following a review of this case, prosecutors were not satisfied there was a realistic prospect of conviction as the evidential test set out in the Code for Crown Prosecutors was not met.

“We therefore decided to offer no evidence.”

They also maintained that the decision to withdraw this case was not made because of an earlier failure to disclose evidence. According to the BBC, prosecutor Lindhop said in court that there were “some disclosure matters” but “this is not a disclosure case per se”.

Surrey Police said it “deeply regrets mistakes made in the efficacy of investigations.” They noted that officers did not follow “what we would consider to be a reasonable line of enquiry.” An internal review has been launched.

The judge criticised “unnecessary delays” in the case. For those involved, he said, the case had been “hanging over their heads” for two years.

Judge Black ordered the head of the CPS rape and sexual offences unit contact him within 28 days “with a full explanation of what went wrong.” This will inform whether later action needs to be taken “at CPS or police level.”

The news follows the Metropolitan Police’s recent announcement that it would review all sex crime investigations in which a suspect had been charged.

This came after the CPS chose to offer no evidence against Liam Allen and Isaacy Itiary following the late disclosure of evidence which worked to in the defendants’ favour.

St. Hugh’s College would not respond to the particulars of the individual case, but told Cherwell that “it is a matter for Oliver to decide when he wishes to return.”

Oxford University declined to comment.

Amadeus review – ‘Salieri cackles in a high-backed chair like a Bond villain’

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It is an irony, and surely a knowing one, that a play about mediocrity such as Peter Shaffer’s Amadeus should be so superlative. Michael Longhurst’s production of the play at the National Theatre is the most spectacular, enjoyable and life-affirming piece of theatre I have seen in some time. It is also courageous, in light of recent cuts to arts funding, to see a production argue so forcefully for the unique value and enduring relevance of theatre in contemporary society.

The scene is late eighteenth-century Vienna, and the narrative opens with the arrival of the titular prodigy, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (Adam Gillen), to the city. It is not Mozart, however, but his jealous rival Salieri (Lucian Msamati) who is the audience’s protagonist and guide, and the story is told in flashback from his supposed deathbed. Longhurst’s direction is particularly ingenious here: the stage comes to represent, not the realistic topography of fin-de-siècle Vienna, but rather the cavernous, changeable expanse of Salieri’s memory, with Msamati a constant presence, preening centre stage or cackling, hidden, in his high-backed chair, like an effete Bond villain.

It is Msamati who anchors this ambitious production, and amongst the veritable embarrassment of riches that Amadeus affords his performance deserves special mention. His Salieri is the charismatic ringleader, the audience’s drily witty confidante amongst the excesses of the Viennese court; but he is also petty, venal, occasionally loathsome (the scene in which he makes advances on Mozart’s wife, empathetically played by Adelle Leonce) and ultimately, in the final scene, absurd. The fact that Msamati achieves this seamless character arc while never leaving the stage speaks volumes about his exemplary talents. At one point, upon asking the audience if he had really changed that much since the play’s beginning, a punter replied with the wonderfully equivocal ‘a bit’; which, really, says it all.

If Msamati’s expertly measured performance gives Amadeus its relatable human detail, then Adam Gillen’s Mozart suggests the exact opposite: the guilty pleasure of absurd overacting. This is a compliment; Shaffer’s Mozart is a ridiculous figure, and Gillen’s performance is a masterclass in petulance, as he runs around the stage, spitting and shrieking. It must take genius to be this irritating. But Gillen can also handle Mozart’s final, moving insanity, and if his character arc is less subtle than Msamati’s, it is every bit as affecting.

Special mention should also be made for Matthew Spencer’s performance as the mincingly imbecilic Joseph II, who delivers many of the play’s funniest lines. Indeed, one of the best things about Amadeus is its conviviality; while handling serious themes, it never gets bugged down in turgid psychological realism, and relief is always at hand thanks to the Southbank Sinfonia, an onstage presence as nimble and pervasive as Msamati who ensure Amadeus is aurally as well as dramatically rich.

By ensuring this diversity of entertainments coexist, often for comic or dramatic effect, on the same stage, Michael Longhurst’s production of Amadeus makes a powerful case for the vital uniqueness of theatre as an art form. And, for all the extravagant period detail, Amadeus feels strikingly relevant; it features a commendably diverse cast, and the play’s themes of mediocrity, and of fame as a kind of immortality, are arguably more pertinent now than when Shaffer first penned them in 1979. I implore you to go and see it while you can, as I have a feeling posterity will be talking about this one for a long time to come.

More Union Presidents than BME people in cabinet

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The UK Cabinet now contains more ex-Oxford Union Presidents than BME people, following this month’s reshuffle.

Foreign Secretary Boris Johnson, Environment Secretary Michael Gove, and Education Secretary Damian Hinds were all Presidents of the debating society while studying at Oxford.

The only BME minister who attends Cabinet is Sajid Javid, the Secretary of State for Housing, Local Government and Communities.

Johnson was President in Trinity term 1986, Gove held the post in Hilary 1988, and Hinds in Trinity 1991.

Hinds’ addition to the Cabinet meant that the number of exUnion presidents stayed constant, even after Damian Green, former Minister for the Cabinet Office and Union President for Michaelmas 1977, was asked to leave the government after lying about concerning pornography on his work computer.

Prominent ministerial resignations in late 2017 affected the demographic balance of the Cabinet. As well as Damian Green, International Development Secretary Priti Patel was forced to resign after controversy over her unauthorised meetings with Israeli officials provoked a media outcry.

Johnson initially lost out on the position of Oxford Union President when running as a Conservative, but in 1986 he was able to win the position as a Social Democrat.

Michael Gove, a contemporary of Johnson, backed his bid for presidency.

Hinds famously defeated Tory backbencher Jacob Rees-Mogg in the Union Presidential contest for Trinity 1991. Rees-Mogg served as Librarian of the Union while studying at Trinity College.

Hinds’ promotion has caught the attention of pundits, with Gove going as far as to name him as a potential future leader of the party.

Hinds’ old Union rival Rees-Mogg, who also been touted as a potential Tory future leader.

Rees-Mogg described Hinds as “an amazingly able man, and a very nice one too.

If you’ve got to lose to somebody, to lose to somebody you greatly respect is much preferable.”

The reshuffle also saw the rise of Michaelmas term 1997 President Sam Gyimah to Universities Ministers. As reported last week, his reign as president proved controversial, as he invited Saddam Hussein’s deputy to speak at the Union, and was accused of ‘overworking’ committee members.

Theresa May was an active debater during her time at Oxford, and her husband Phillip May was president for Trinity 1979.

Roland Rudd, brother of the Home Secretary who was given the additional role of Minister for Women and Equalities in the recent reshuffle, became president for Hilary 1985 while studying at Regent’s Park College.

Lucy Frazer, an MP first elected in 2015 who got her first ministerial job this week, is the only former Cambridge Union president in the government.

According to analysis by The Sutton Trust, 48.3% of the Cabinet were Oxbridge educated, a similar figure to David Cameron’s 2015 cabinet where 52% had been to either Oxford or Cambridge.

Another 34.5% of the Cabinet went to other Russell Group universites.

No members of the Cabinet did not attend university. The last member of the Cabinet who did not go to university was Patrick McLoughlin, formerly Conservative party chairman.

The Oxford Union and the Cabinet Office declined Cherwell’s request for comment.

Twelfth Night preview – ‘a darker version’

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Identical twins Viola and Sebastian are separated and must find their own ways to survive, leading to a series of disguises, confusion, and entanglements. Post-Truth Theatre Company, under the direction of  Alice Taylor, transports this story of mistaken identity and love, as well as the story of an uptight man meeting his revenge, to the present day.

Illyria is reimagined as a nightclub, a concept that Taylor admits doesn’t work perfectly for every scene, but does work very well for many others. Olivia’s status as a celebrity is effect in terms of establishing her as distanced from her surroundings. The  difference of Cesario to the others who want her attention is also part of what draws her to him.

Technology is also a key part of bringing celebrity culture to the stage, as the constant presence of camera phones contribute to the idea of an ever-watchful paparazzi. This works to draw attention to the bystander as the audience questions their complicity in the events that they document but may not engage with, some particularly true of cruel ones. It also makes us aware of the audience’s position of outside voyeurs on a circle of people’s private lives. The disastrous effects anonymous electronic messages may have are also explored.

Gender and sexuality is another focus of this production. All productions of Twelfth Night are inherently queer, due to the crossdressing, and both Olivia and Orsino falling for Viola/Cesario. This production also develops the subtext in the original play, allowing Antonio and Sebastian to have a romantic relationship, and looking at Orsino’s performance of masculinity.

Out of the characters and actors, I particularly enjoyed Robin Ferguson’s Malvolio, overflowing with hurt following his mistreatment, Chloe Taylor’s Viola,  utterly bewildered in this final scene of confusion and revelations, and  Esme Sander’s Olivia, who is perfectly cold as she rejects Orsino, and makes me want to see any contrasts in how she treats Cesario. That said, all the actors work together to form a strong cast.

In order to create the world of Illyria and its surroundings, the whole O’Reilly will be used, clearly showing the distinctions between those within the circle of celebrity and those without. Neon lights and a bar will create the club of Illyria itself. The stage feels a little crowded when almost the whole cast are on it; however, we are still able to focus on key characters at critical moments.

I haven’t heard any of Tom O’Connor’s original compositions beyond what is on the Facebook page, but the techno club music seems to suit the setting. The cast enjoy the fact that the fights are hand to hand, as opposed to swords, another aspect of modernisation, and Ariel Levine’s fight choreography is close up and violently physical.

From watching the final scene, and talking to both cast and crew, it’s clear that they are producing a darker version of the play, instead of the comedy we may expect. However, the concept and tone both work to bring the play into the modern day, and critique our society as well.

Revealed: the £300k cost of Oxford SU’s refurb

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Oxford University spent over £300,000 renovating Oxford SU’s stylish new offices, Cherwell has learnt.

A Freedom of Information (FOI) request revealed the University’s Estates Services paid out over £200,000 on building work and nearly £175,000 on redecorating to move the student union headquarters.

University officials spent a further £25,000 on interior designers and £26,000 on new furniture for the new offices, the figures show.

Oxford SU moved from 2 Worcester Street to the larger university-owned premises at 4 Worcester Street in September last year. It was part of a wider makeover that also involved rebranding from ‘OUSU’ to ‘Oxford SU’. According to Oxford SU, the relocation was requested by the University.

Oxford University paid a total of £316,651 on the refitting job, a cost that will fuel debate on the spiralling costs of the SU’s rebranding scheme and raise questions over why the University, and not Oxford SU, solely footed the bill for the work at a time of heightened scrutiny on University expenses.

Last August, Cherwell revealed that Oxford SU paid a London PR agency over £17,000 to improve its image amongst the student body, including designing a new logo and website.

The rebrand followed a survey showing Oxford’s student union has some of the lowest satisfaction rates in the country.

At the time, students took to social media to brand the cost “absolutely obscene”.

The 4 Worcester Street offices are used by the elected sabbatical officers and other staff, as well as the student union’s official newspaper the Oxford Student and its relaunched online radio station Oxide.

Ray Williams, an Oxide presenter, while admitting the studio was “cramped”, described the new premises as “modern and clean with high quality equipment”.

Felix Pope, a Hertford student said: “It’s nothing short of absurd that the University and Oxford SU have decided that the best way to spend hundreds of thousands of pounds is to do up a suite of offices that the vast majority of students will never enter, for an organisation that that vast majority of students couldn’t care less about.

“Why buy state of the art recording equipment for a radio station that will attract a few dozen listeners at most? Why splurge on a body so irrelevant to student life that that couldn’t convince even a fifth of us to bother to vote in its most recent internal election? And why waste yet more money after SU functionaries blew 17 grand this summer on an ugly new logo that could’ve been thrown together in ten minutes on Photoshop?

“Surely this money could be better spent on improving student mental health provision, funding outreach work, or helping support those from disadvantaged backgrounds.”

An Oxford SU spokesperson told Cherwell: “The new space has increased the opportunity for students to use space that Oxford SU provides with more student meetings, campaigns and socials happening in the building over the last term.

“It has also increased space for the University’s Student Welfare and Support Services, which includes the counselling and disability advisory services.”

A University spokesperson told Cherwell: “These costs relate to a project designed to improve a range of services for our students. The project included providing OxfordSU with additional office and meeting space, which will allow it to further develop its service for students.

“It also expanded space for University’s Student Welfare and Support Services, which includes the counselling and disability advisory services – allowing for additional appointments with students; and brought together the Welfare, Graduate Accommodation and Fees and Funding teams in buildings close to OxfordSU.

“We believe the project will benefit students across the University, and that the costs are proportionate for a project of this scale.”

Twelfth Night Review – Shakespeare for the Love Island Generation’

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While sceptical at first, I did grow to see the creative flair behind Alice Taylor’s production of Twelfth Night, in which the action catapulted from the Shakespearean age straight into the modern world of the selfie and ‘Will Grigg’s On Fire’ (which, to my disbelief, was chanted to open the second act) .

Twelfth Night offered an immersive experience, with flashing club lights and nightclub-style stamps instead of tickets. Mere gimmicks? I don’t think so. There was something highly professional about this production of one of Shakespeare’s greatest comedies, particularly with its focus on the role of social media and the power of this new form of communication to abuse and manipulate. I may have been reading too much into it, but by the time the cast were giving their bows I definitely felt the need to reflect on the dangers of modern life, provoked by the action on stage and its mirroring of reality.

As an ensemble piece, this production definitely delivered. Outstanding performances were given by Tom Fisher (as the very dark Duke Orsino), Esme Saunders (Olivia), and Joseph Shailer (Antonio). The tale of twins separated by a shipwreck and reunited through subterfuge and intrigue, a nightclub is probably not the most obvious choice of setting for a production of Twelfth Night. However, Isabel Galwey and Niamh Calway’s design proved the doubters wrong. It was a triumph.

Saunders pranced around the traverse stage as a glamour model-style Olivia, with an entourage of supporters with flashing smartphones and the requisite sportswear and personal assistant-cum-personal trainer (Malvolio, played by Robin Ferguson) to make it big in reality television. Shrieking and screaming after Malvolio’s big reveal – a picture of him in a compromising position on his smartphone – and rather creepy advances, Saunders is exquisite as the twenty-first century’s greatest invention, the style-devoid style icon. She is the ultimate petulant child.

Inevitably, much attention was drawn to Malvolio’s torture-like treatment which was made even more gratuitously depraved and violent than in other productions I have seen. In the end, after all the blood-letting and attacks, I certainly felt a great deal of sympathy for Ferguson’s character, even as he pledged revenge and staggered away from his captors. Ferguson should be applauded for his ability to make the audience feel queasy at his utter creepiness and lechery, whilst also sorrow at his ultimate demise.

Taylor definitely succeeded in toeing the delicate line between bloody, horror-film style terror and comedy (Twelfth Night’s default) with this production. I was taken aback by how morbid Twelfth Night can become, particularly with the McMafia-style Duke Orsino surrounded by his evil enforcers.

As with all modernised productions, I expected a gay love story to emerge. I was not disappointed, well, not completely. Antonio and Sebastian (Tom Mackie) appeared to have their own romantic affair going on behind the wider plot of the latter being lost as sea far from his estranged sister. Stealing a kiss on the balcony before Antonio was brutally attacked by Orsino’s henchman did add some raunchiness to the evening, but an explicitly happy ending for the pair would not have been too much to ask for.

The Post-Truth Theatre Company certainly delivered on its remit with this production of Twelfth Night, showing us the excess of young alcoholics (the laddish and likeable Christopher Page and Staś Butler as Toby and Andrew respectively), the dangers of social media, and unwanted sexual advances. Arguably, the beauty of the Shakespearean cannon is its ability to speak to us using the language of 500 years ago but in terms we understand, in settings we can relate to, and with layers of meaning that peel open only for us to peek in. Taylor’s production recognises all that, and more.

Twelfth Night runs at the Keble O’Reilly until Saturday, 20th January.