To rescue Kahlo from the clutches of the corporate art market, we need to acknowledge the overt and covert political dimensions of the work, demands GAVIN O’TOOLE
Alice in Wonderland
Brixton House, London
AFTER a modern-day Alice argues with her mum at Brixton underground station, the two are separated when she jumps on a train just as the doors are closing.
Unrepentant at first, Alice soon changes her tune as she finds out she’s not on a real journey but in a jangly Tube dreamland, where a host of strange figures are trapped on a never-ending trip to nowhere.
KEN COCKBURN relishes the memoir of a translator, but wonders whether the autobiography underlying the impulse would make a better book
GORDON PARSONS is blown away by a superb production of Rostand’s comedy of verbal panache and swordmanship
MAYER WAKEFIELD recommends a musical ‘love letter’ to black power activists of the 1970s
MAYER WAKEFIELD relishes a witty and uplifting rallying cry for unity, which highlights the erasure of queer women


