
Frankenstein (2025)
Del Toro translates the nineteenth-century tragedy into our twenty-first-century psychological vernacular.
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Fiction: Helen Dallas
Fine and Decorative Art: Miriam Al Jamil
Media: Gráinne O’Hare
Music: Brianna Robertson-Kirkland
Theatre: Isabel Azar

Del Toro translates the nineteenth-century tragedy into our twenty-first-century psychological vernacular.

Ann Lee is played by Amanda Seyfried, in an intense and moving performance.

The silence of light and shadow dulls the chatter of Wright’s subjects, immobilising squabbling children and gesticulating lecturers into quiet, almost spectral forms.

Marie-Antoinette Style reveals that despite her tragic end, Marie-Antoinette remains as fashionable today as she was in eighteenth-century France.

Viewing Sarah Lethieullier’s dolls’ house at close quarters is an excellent experience, and one made all the better for its presentation in the Huguenot Museum.

Although difficult issues of ignorance, exploitation and commercial greed are addressed, the overall sense of this exhibition is one of hope, of the power of gardening and nurturing the land to heal

These three players—Austen, Turner, Harewood—weave themselves in each gallery’s themes, bringing to our attention myriad resonances and surprises.

To reduce Austen’s writing to a set of aesthetics and tropes, punctuated by the clanging thud of exposition, is surely its own kind of disservice.

Widow Clicquot is an aesthetically stunning production, but it has to be said that sometimes this contracted pacing of the story dulls the impact of Barbe-Nicole’s incredible highs and devastating

In an age when fake news is rampant, conspicuous consumption thrives and self-presentation are the obsession, the production successfully exposes the paradox that exposing oneself is also a social