RITA DI SANTO draws attention to a new film that features Ken Loach and Jeremy Corbyn, and their personal experience of media misrepresentation
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LYNNE WALSH takes issue with the idea that the arts aren't for 'ordinary people'
A dress rehearsal of Opera North's Madama Butterfly
JULIA TOPPIN recommends Patti Smith’s eloquent memoir that wrestles with the beauty and sorrow of a lifetime
MARJORIE MAYO welcomes an account of family life after Oscar Wilde, a cathartic exercise, written by his grandson
KEN COCKBURN guides us through a survey of Chekov’s early short fiction, and the groundwork it laid for his later masterpieces
ANDY HEDGECOCK revels in a hugely enjoyable but deadly serious examination of the 1930s, that is an indictment of our own era
The bard distills our hellish times into fiery words
“RUGBY union is a middle-class sport,” a leftie friend told me recently. I should prefer football, he insisted, which is “working-class opera.”
Now, apart from repudiating his daft claim — as a rugby fan, I’m an old Arms Park groundling, rather than a Twickers toff — he got me thinking. Why isn’t opera “working class”?
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