RITA DI SANTO draws attention to a new film that features Ken Loach and Jeremy Corbyn, and their personal experience of media misrepresentation
ADAPTING Oscar Wilde’s only novel for the stage is no easy task but writer Lucy Shaw has done so with aplomb and originality.
While there’s a certain confused busyness towards the end, when the characters are caught up in a whirl of events as they rush to the chilling denouement, Shaw has come up with a considered and thought-provoking version of Wilde’s gothic tale.
On a dark, spooky set in which the centrepiece of the story — the changing painting of Dorian Gray — is inventively represented by a frame full of water, there are some genuinely shivery moments as we watch the eponymous protagonist, played beautifully by the suitably handsome Stanton Wright, descend into a trough of debauchery and self-delusion.
MARJORIE MAYO welcomes an account of family life after Oscar Wilde, a cathartic exercise, written by his grandson
GORDON PARSONS is blown away by a superb production of Rostand’s comedy of verbal panache and swordmanship
BLANE SAVAGE recommends the display of nine previously unseen works by the Glaswegian artist, novelist and playwright



