Paris

Review: The Madwoman of Chaillot

Colourful acting can’t compensate for grey script The audience stares at the red curtain for several long minutes waiting for the lights to rise, the sound to fade, and the…

“Fluctuat nec mergitur:” Tossed but not sunk

I have trouble sleeping these days. I receive too many messages from Paris beginning with “I am not OK.” Things will never be the same, they say. But the same…