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?
THERE was plenty of activity around the bicentenary of Charlotte Bronte’s birth this year, of which Lip Service’s revival of Withering Looks (Morley Town Hall) was one of the theatrical highlights.
Promising an “authentic” look at the lives and works of the Bronte Sisters, the farcical play was self-referential, gently risque and tremendously entertaining for those familiar with the Victorian gothic genre.
Written and performed by Maggie Fox and Sue Ryding, the pair’s comedy acting and mugging were as satisfying as their obvious love of the novels they were satirising.
MARIA DUARTE, JAMES WALSH and ANDY HEDGECOCK review The Invite, My Father’s Island, Nirvanna: the Band, the Show, the Movie, and Oh My Goodness!
MARY CONWAY applauds the timely revival of Miller’s study of people fatally deformed by the economics of survival
GEOFF BOTTOMS recommends an inspiring, political and bittersweet account of the munitions factory workers who are the fore-runners of the modern women’s game
MAYER WAKEFIELD has reservations about a two-handed theatrical homage to jazz’s most mercurial musician


