MICK MCSHANE is roused by a band whose socialism laces every line of every song with commitment and raw passion

Alma Mater
Almeida, London
THE power of Kendall Feaver’s Alma Mater at first seems to lie in its central theme: the battle of feminism in a still profoundly male-dominated world.
The setting is an Oxford College. The “master” of the college is Jo, the first woman ever to fill the role. A student in her third year (Nikki) has become a classic activist who confronts Jo with a terrible reality: namely that a rampant “rape culture” thrives on her watch. Meanwhile new student Paige is raped on her first night at the college by a “nice” studious boy who ignores the concept of consent because he’s drunk – or so his mother later explains. Bad boy behaviour is thus rife but barely recognised by the college hierarchy.
Many details in the play resonate with us; we know them already from other contexts. And the plethora of stories that emerge bring to mind a range of media reports, other plays we’ve seen, films and familiar rhetoric... nothing new here. But it is the diversity of feminist argument – interspersed with subtle questions around race and religion – that marks out the work and excites an audience already schooled in political labelling and social-media-style denouncement.

MARY CONWAY is disappointed by a star-studded adaptation of Ibsen’s play that is devoid of believable humanity

MARY CONWAY applauds the revival of a tense, and extremely funny, study of men, money and playing cards

MARY CONWAY applauds the study of a dysfunctional family set in an Ireland that could be anywhere

MARY CONWAY relishes two matchless performers and a masterclass in tightly focused wordplay