WILL STONE fact-checks the colourful life of Ozzy Osbourne
Korean divide bridged by bond of blood
(L to R) Jung Sun den Hollander as Seung-Ki and Kwong Loke as Kwan-Suk
[Kirsten McTernan] 
JAMES CROSSLEY applauds a lucid biography of the German radical preacher who reemerged as a hero in the GDR
Prizes all round: the Bard hands plaudits to the Miners Gala, OT&JC, Joe Solo, Black Sabbath’s frontman and the Lionesses
Star cartoonist JAMIE BRITTON is in awe of a graphic novel of epic proportions that explores class, religion and globalisation via the strange cultivation of Ginseng in the US Midwest
GUILLERMO THOMAS is intrigued by a history of the Middle East that demonstrates how promising post colonial beginnings were snuffed out by Western imperialist interests
MARIA DUARTE recommends the intricate study of a high-performance and highly dysfuntional German family
What Remains of Us
Bristol Old Vic
DAVID LANE’S play based on a brief reunion of North and South Korean families 60 years after the Korean War has taken on a profound relevance with the current conflict in Ukraine.
The division of Korea saw the displacement of 10 million families and since 1953 there have been 21 state-controlled family reunions where parents and children selected by their country have had the opportunity to meet each other under the watchful eyes of both the authorities and the world’s press.
Seung-Ki (Jung Sun den Hollander) the daughter of Kwan-Suk (Kwong Loke) last saw her father 50 years previously when he joined the South Korean army. Her family have clung on to his memory despite hearing nothing in all that time. News of his existence and ability to meet up with her at the Red Cross organised reunion has stirred up the past and raised many questions.
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