Ron's rages are sincere and — according to his wife — healthily cathartic. But can these splenetic outbursts loosen the grip of capitalism at its most monstrous?
THE coronavirus has had a particularly disastrous effect on dance, which is normally dependent on close bodily contact between dancers and on interaction with a live audience.
Digital works are seeking to fill the void by tailoring their choreography to suit creative filming techniques and the Ella Mesma Dance Company’s Papyllon is one such.
Based on the butterfly’s life cycle as a means to “interrogate identity, privilege and imposter syndrome,” Ella Mesma uses long aerial silks as her only props and wears an unpretentious flesh-coloured leotard which echoes her creamy mixed-race skin tones,
MATTHEW HAWKINS checks out the centenary performance of Rambert Dance Company
LEO BOIX, ANDY HEDGECOCK and MARIA DUARTE review Dreamers, It Was Just An Accident, Folktales, and Eternity
A ghost story by Mexican Ave Barrera, a Surrealist poetry collection by Peruvian Cesar Moro, and a manifesto-poem on women’s labour and capitalist havoc by Peruvian Valeria Roman Marroquin
DAVID NICHOLSON is thrilled – and shocked – by an opera that seethes and sizzles with passion and the depraved use of power


