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
Treasure Island
Royal Lyceum, Edinburgh
I relish it when a theatre company has the guts to eviscerate a classic.
In Warsaw in 1990 I saw a Polish production of Chekhov’s The Seagull that reduced the play to deckchairs, extended pauses and daft symbolism in a witty and absurdist act of cultural vandalism. It was a brilliant East European engagement with things Russian and the deconstruction worked because the audience shared the sense of purpose with which it was done.
What of things Scottish?
ANGUS REID applauds the potential of an ambitious show about Gaza, and encourages it to keep its nerve
The book feels like a writer working within his limits and not breaking any new ground, believes KEN COCKBURN
ANGUS REID squirms at the spectacle of a bitter millennial on work experience in a gay sauna
SIMON PARSONS is beguiled by a dream-like exploration of the memories of a childhood in Hong Kong


