DOUGLAS FIELD relishes the hard-boiled language, satire and humour of the third and last of the Harlem trilogy
DURING the mid-1990s, Naoya Hatakeyama wandered the Tokyo streets at night, observing the patterns of lights in and around the city.
When spotting perplexing or alluring forms he would photograph each with a reduced exposure time, to eliminate insignificant detail and allow the light alone to reveal the semi abstract motifs within the image.
“I started taking pictures of this kind of light with a small camera around 1995. I got on a motorcycle every night and went out here and there and gathered only the lights of the buildings,” he said once, describing his modus operandi.
MARY CONWAY becomes impatient with the intellectual self-indulgence of Tom Stoppard in a production that is, nevertheless, total class
Gin Lane by William Hogarth is a critique of 18th-century London’s growing funeral trade, posits DAN O’BRIEN
ANDY HEDGECOCK and MARIA DUARTE review The Ceremony, Eddington, The Life of Chuck, and The Thursday Murder Club
MATTHEW HAWKINS recommends three memorable performances from Scottish dance artists Barrowland Ballet, In the Fields Project, and Wendy Houston


