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 War Of The Worlds: a play reviewed

Written and performed by Imitating The Dog, supported by Lancaster Arts and Cast, Doncaster.

(Play review, Liverpool Playhouse, 04/03/26)

Introduction

I knew I wasn’t going to like this play within the first minute of the start. The following nine-and-a-half hours (or so it seemed) did little to change my mind.

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To begin, I’ll give a brief overview of the creator of the original source material.

H.G. Wells was an English Fabian socialist whose first five novels, or, more accurately, novellas, written in the closing years of the Victorian era, virtually invented modern Science Fiction, or Speculative Fiction as it was known at the time. These five short books, each of which I’ve read at least twice, dealt with space travel, about a decade before the Wright brothers first man-made flight (The First Men On The Moon), the dangers of scientific hubris (The Invisible Man and the Island of Doctor Moreau), time-travel (The Time Machine. Many argue that even the concept of travelling through time didn’t exist before this book), and, of course Alien invasion in War of the Worlds.

It should be noted that Wells himself was a strong supporter of the liberating potential of scientific progress. His elitist, statist idea of socialism saw the men of science and reason as something akin to the Philosopher Kings of Plato’s Republic. Later, he would meet with Stalin, and entertained the idea that he and the Soviet Communist Party were accomplishing the realisation of his ideas in practice.

Fo a time, he also had high hopes for Mussolini’s Fascista and Hitlers NSDAP. He soon pedalled back from this, as he did, to a lesser extent on the USSR. However, in common among much of the British Left in his era, he was a great believer in eugenics (the subject of The Island of Doctor Moreau), until the Nazis went and ruined by taking the idea to an extreme.

He was also very much a man of his time in believing in the civilising mission of British Imperialism.

The biography of Wells by former Labour Party leader Michael Foot, who was friends with H.G. from the 1930s up until Wells’ death in 1945 is well worth a read, though it does somewhat gloss over those aspects of Wells’ thought that didn’t quite fit with those of the Left in the 1980s and 1990s.

In contrast, whomever wrote this play, and it’s credited to a collective rather than an individual, appear to be very much the modern, ultra-liberal left types. I could almost smell the Refugees Welcome banner lurking unseen behind every scene and every word.

It no doubt seemed a good idea at the time, ‘Mm, War of the Worlds, alien invasion, attitudes to mass immigration. Surely there’s room for adapting it as a modern allegory on the dangers posed by the rise of the Far Right?’

It probably could be done, and done well. But it seemed to me that the concept began with the idea, with little thought as to how it might work in practice.

So, to that opening. We begin with a man in pyjamas, henceforth known as MIP, as it is, it  seems not to have occurred to the creator(s) that giving characters names helps to build audience engagement, awakening on a bare stage, with enough props to signify a hospital. He is clearly confused and disorientated. The large screen behind him, and to each side of the stage, inform us that we are in Britain 1968. Black and white Footage and photographs of a Trafalgar Square ‘Far Right’ rally appear while the vice of Enoch Powell intones excerpts from his famous ‘Rivers of Blood’ speech (Like the Roman, I see the Tiber foaming with much blood…In thirty-years-time the black man will have the whip hand over the white man’ etc), something that will continue periodically throughout the play.

Two problems here. 1) I knew immediately we were in for far too much bleeding-heart liberalism for my taste, and 2) The rally seems to be from an earlier period, perhaps the one that took place on the day I was born, July 1st 1962, addressed by would be British Fuhrer Colin Jordan, though, the Mosely Speaks banner that can clearly be seen, suggest one of post-war Mosely’s dismal election campaigns, maybe from his parliamentary bid for a seat in Notting Hill (which sparked race riots) in 1959, or one of his last attempts to get back into parliament, 1964 or 1966.

For all his faults, of which being an early adopter of what would later become Thatcherite economics is, in my view, the worst, Powell was an erudite intellectual, a High Tory, not given to rabble rousing speeches at mass rallies. In this respect, the play was symptomatic of the Left’s inability to distinguish between different strands of Right-Wing opinion, so that staunch Zionist globalist Farage is routinely referred to as a ‘Nazi’. Mosely, Powell, Farage, Rupert Lowe, all the same, right?

Not really, no.

Returning to the time the play is set, we see among MIP’s belongings as he prepares to leave the hospital, a National Front badge. The NF had only been formed in 1967, from a collection of disparate Nationalist/Patriotic groups. It was hardly a thing in 1968, and Powell had no connection with it, though there’s no doubt that his interventions on the subject of immigration helped it to grow.

As the story, such as it is, evolves, MIP flees the hospital after discovering all around him within it are dead, and goes on the run. We learn that his injuries were sustained after being kicked by a horse at the Trafalgar Square rally. He dislikes immigration, and therefore is an Unsympathetic Character.

He meets up with his wife (who, I seem to remember, was given a name, Eve). He learns, and we learn via the screens, that Britain, at least, has indeed been invaded by alien war machines containing slivery snake-like aliens.

MIP and Eve head for France hoping that thins might be better there.

They hope to get there via a small boat.

What else?

Eve does not share her husband’s views on immigration and foreigners, a point hammered home by some exposition heavy dialogue between the two.

MIP has become a refugee fleeing for his life.

Oh, the tragic irony.

They meet some black people along the way.

Rather bizarrely, they too are Unsympathetic Characters. 

I won’t spoil the play for anyone by giving away the end. But it doesn’t end well.  

And involves water. 

Positives

I don’t like criticising fellow creatives, so I do try to highlight positives, where possible.

There were some.

The actors themselves did the best they could. Thy earned their money and the polite round of applause from the well-attended but not full Playhouse for this opening performance was well-deserved.

The two black actors, one male, one female, played two or three different roles each, though MIP was always MIP. I have little criticism of them, except to say that black man character (1) kept giggling inanely. Presumably, the invasion and the devastation they had caused to our once Green and Pleasant Land had driven him insane.

MIP was played competently, and I thought Eve stole the show, though whether she stole anything of value is another matter. She’ll do better. They all will.

Bless.

The interplay between the actors and the screens was actually quite creatively done. So, for instance, MIP would run on the spot on the stage, and this would appear on the screen as though he was running through the desolate streets. Or, he would stand rotating a detached steering wheel in his hand, and this would seem as if he was driving a car through a deserted road.

If you suspended your disbelief and concentrated on the action on the screen rather than the actors on the stage, it looked good sometimes though, from seat in the front row, constantly looking up at the main screen gave me neck pain.

The actors were filmed live by the other actors (and there were only four of them in total) not needed in that scene. So, credit to them, and for the Director in making good use of obviously limited resources.

Other people were manipulating the imagery on screen from period looking consoles at the side of the stage. It was well done, from a technical point of view, but I did find myself examining and trying to work out the mechanics of the production almost as much as I did the play itself.

The Alien War Machines, though we didn’t see much of them, on the screen, naturally, looked as they should, that is like they did in the excellent 1953 film production (which is better than the one with Tom Cruise, though that’s OK too).

It was suggested that the aliens came from Andromeda rather than from Mars as in the original story. I suppose because it was considered to be a settled matter that Mars couldn’t support life by 1968. I don’t think this mattered much.

Negatives

It’s difficult to pinpoint isolated instances of what was wrong with this play, because it’s the whole concept that was, in my opinion, misguided.

I’m quite capable of watching something, a play, a film, whatever, that advances a message I fundamentally disagree with disagree with, and still enjoy it. I can also watch something that is full of glaring faults, but still conclude that it was worth making, and that I am glad I saw it. See my recent review of Emerald Fennell’s “Wuthering Heights”. Anybody with any familiarity with source material, or even only of previous adaptations would conclude that it was full of misguided ideas and that it missed or misunderstood many of the central themes of the novel. But I still admired its ambition, and its visual and sonic beauty. I could see what Fennell was trying to do, and enough elements remained for it to be worthy of the title.

But with this adaptation of another great book, I left the theatre with literally no idea of what message the writer(s) were trying to convey, what message it was trying to convey, whether I agreed with it or not.

What were we supposed to make of the constant use of excerpts from Powell’s most famous speech, the most obvious excerpts?

What had this to do with the actual and clearly hostile extra-terrestrial invasion that was an on-screen backdrop to the ‘action’ on stage?

Since Powell’s time, immigration into Britain and the resulting demographic change has accelerated exponentiall, especially during the last thirty years; at a pace that Powell himself would have thought fanciful.

So, one conclusion might be that the central character’s fears about ‘coloured’ immigration has been proven to be correct, that, to coin a phrase used in the play and which was current at the time it was set, when dockers and London meat porters marched in his support, ‘Enoch was right.’

But clearly this wasn’t what the creators were hoping for.

The only clue, as far as far as I could tell as to what we were meant to take from the play comes near the end, when liberal wife says to MIP, “Did you never stop to think that your attitudes might have consequences?”

So, his ‘racism’ somehow brought about the coming of the Andromedin invasion? That this was justified retribution?

How, exactly?

Or is it that, yes, there are problems associated with immigration, but only because we weren’t more welcoming.

OK, I’m not sure that works in the case of East Pakistani rape-gangs, but it’s an argument that many share.

She also said, ‘There never was an us, pure and separate.’

Of course, that is factually true. My own DNA is a mix of English, Irish, Scandinavian, and other European. And I have added to the mix by marrying ‘out’ and adding South East Asian to my bloodline via our two sons. But there has long been an English people and a British nation, and at the end of World War Two it was 98% white. I don’t know the figure for 1968 but, growing up in the 1970s, I still remember a time when it was a rarity to see a ‘person of colour’.

It is not racist to remember and to notice.

In any case, what has this to do with War of the Worlds, written, we should remember, by a supporter of Empire who would likely have been horrified by mass immigration? If they should arrive from the skies, should we wave ‘refugees welcome’ banners at fearsome tripod war machines as they vaporise our cities and our people?

If an Alien Invasion was to happen for real, then perhaps we really would unite, all races, our unity as human beings overriding our tribal separation. There’s a point to be made there, but the play fails to make it.

In any case, liberal wife would still be wrong. There would still be an ‘Us and Them.’

Conclusion

A bold and brave re-imagining of a timeless and ground breaking classic of English literature? A thoughtful work that forced one to reevaluate one’s attitude to the challenging issue of immigration and forced migration, especially at a time of a new and devastating war of imperialist aggression in West Asia?

No, and no.

It was reasonably executed, but if the aim was analogical, then it needed a lot more thought.

It just didn’t work.

The play has finished its run at the Playhouse now, but it might be coming to a theatre near you soon. See it, if you like. Maybe I’m missing something.

Anthony C Green, March, 2026

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Culture Vulture 14–20 March 2026

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Spring is beginning to stir in the cultural calendar, and this week’s television and film schedule offers a characteristically eclectic mix. Hollywood glamour arrives with the live broadcast of the 98th Academy Awards, while BBC Four revisits the influential 1990s drama This Life. Cinema lovers are also spoiled with everything from Cold War espionage to space survival, via musicals, psychological thrillers and one of the most extraordinary war films ever made.

What’s striking about this week’s selection is the sense of historical reflection. Several programmes look back at pivotal cultural moments—the making of The Graduate, the archaeological race to uncover ancient Egypt, and the enduring legacy of classic theatre through Hedda Gabler. At the same time, contemporary documentaries such as Inside the Rage Machine examine the forces shaping the modern world, particularly the influence of social media on public debate.

Among the highlights this week are Francis Ford Coppola’s mesmerising Vietnam epic Apocalypse Now, the joyous political drama Pride, and the always watchable spectacle of the Oscars themselves. Whether your tastes lean toward classic cinema, thoughtful documentaries, or intelligent drama, there is plenty here to explore. Selections and previews and reviews are by Pat Harrington.

🌟 Highlights

🌟 Apocalypse Now — Film4, Friday 20 March
🌟 Pride — BBC Three, Tuesday 17 March
🌟 The Oscars Live — ITV1, Sunday 15 March


Saturday 14 March

The Race for Ancient Egypt in Colour — Channel 4, 7.15pm

This visually striking documentary revisits the great archaeological race to uncover the secrets of ancient Egypt, using colourised archival imagery to bring early discoveries vividly to life. The programme explores the rivalries between pioneering archaeologists and the international competition to uncover spectacular treasures buried for millennia.

The film is alert to the politics of excavation as well as its romance. It traces how European powers and their favoured scholars treated tombs and temples as trophies in a wider contest for prestige, often sidelining local voices and custodians in the process.

By foregrounding these tensions, the documentary quietly interrogates the colonial assumptions that shaped early Egyptology. It asks who gets to tell the story of a civilisation, and whose labour and knowledge are written out of the official record.

The colourisation work is more than a gimmick: it restores texture to images that have long circulated in monochrome, making the dust, stone and fabric feel newly present. That visual immediacy helps bridge the distance between the early twentieth century and now, reminding viewers that these were living landscapes, not just museum backdrops.

By combining historical insight with modern technology, the documentary offers a fresh perspective on one of humanity’s most enduring fascinations. It’s a thoughtful watch for anyone interested in how the past is constructed—and contested—in the present.

Queen Victoria and the Groomsman — Channel 5, 9.15pm

Few monarchs have inspired more speculation about their private lives than Queen Victoria. This documentary examines her famously close relationship with the Highland servant John Brown, a friendship that scandalised the Victorian court.

The film sifts through letters, diaries and contemporary accounts to separate gossip from evidence. What emerges is less a royal scandal than a portrait of mutual dependence: a widowed queen clinging to the one person who treated her as a human being rather than an institution.

Court insiders’ discomfort becomes a story in itself. Their snobbery and suspicion reveal how rigid class hierarchies struggled to accommodate a bond that crossed both rank and national identity, with Brown’s Scottishness coded as unruly and improper.

Visually, the programme leans into the contrast between Balmoral’s rugged landscapes and the suffocating etiquette of Windsor and London. That tension mirrors Victoria’s own divided existence, torn between duty and the desire for unvarnished companionship.

The result is a revealing portrait of Victoria not as an imperial symbol but as a grieving woman navigating loneliness after the death of Prince Albert. It’s a reminder that even the most mythologised figures are, at heart, people trying to survive their own losses.

Lies: A Truly Terrific Absolutely True Story — BBC Two, 9.15pm

This intriguing documentary explores the strange cultural territory between truth and invention. From elaborate hoaxes to embellished memoirs, it examines why audiences are often drawn to stories that later unravel as fiction.

The film is less interested in catching liars than in understanding believers. It shows how charisma, repetition and the desire for a neat narrative can override basic scepticism, especially when a story flatters our existing worldview.

Through case studies ranging from literary frauds to viral internet myths, the documentary maps the emotional rewards of being “in on” a compelling tale. It suggests that the shame of being duped often keeps people clinging to discredited narratives long after the evidence has collapsed.

In an age of viral misinformation, the film feels particularly relevant, asking how easily belief can be manipulated. It also raises uncomfortable questions about the media ecosystems that profit from outrage and sensation, even when the facts are shaky.

By the end, the documentary leaves viewers with a useful unease: a sense that critical thinking is not a luxury but a civic duty. It’s a brisk, engaging watch that lingers longer than its playful title suggests.

Sweet Charity (1969) — BBC Two, 12.05pm

Bob Fosse’s exuberant musical showcases Shirley MacLaine as Charity Hope Valentine, an optimistic dancer whose romantic dreams repeatedly collide with disappointment. The film balances dazzling choreography with moments of poignant vulnerability, revealing the loneliness beneath its showbiz sparkle.

Adapted from the stage musical (itself based on Fellini’s Nights of Cabiria), Sweet Charity relocates the story to New York’s dance halls and city streets. Fosse uses angular choreography and inventive camera work to turn musical numbers into psychological x‑rays, exposing Charity’s hopefulness as both her superpower and her Achilles heel.

MacLaine’s performance is the film’s beating heart. She plays Charity as a woman who knows she is being underestimated and patronised, yet refuses to surrender her belief that something better might be around the corner. That tension between self‑awareness and romantic delusion gives the film its bittersweet charge.

The supporting cast—including Chita Rivera and Sammy Davis Jr.—add texture and bite, particularly in set‑pieces like “Hey Big Spender” and the cult and my personal favouritefavourite “The Rhythm of Life” sequence. Fosse’s staging here feels like a bridge between classic Hollywood musical grammar and the more fragmented, modern style that would define the 1970s.

Visually inventive and emotionally engaging, Sweet Charity remains one of the most distinctive musicals of the late 1960s. It’s a film about a woman who keeps getting knocked down by a city that barely notices her—and about the stubborn, fragile courage it takes to keep getting back up.

The Ipcress File (1965) — BBC Two, 2.45pm

Michael Caine’s Harry Palmer offered a refreshing alternative to the glamorous spies of the era. A working‑class intelligence officer navigating Cold War intrigue, Palmer operates in a world of bureaucracy, suspicion and psychological manipulation.

Where James Bond swans through casinos and tropical islands, The Ipcress File traps its hero in fluorescent‑lit offices, grimy London streets and anonymous warehouses. The film’s espionage is rooted in paperwork, petty rivalries and the grinding paranoia of a state that barely trusts its own operatives.

Director Sidney J. Furie’s inventive camerawork reinforces that atmosphere of unease. Off‑kilter angles, obstructed frames and claustrophobic compositions make the audience feel as surveilled and disoriented as Palmer himself, particularly during the film’s brainwashing sequences.

Caine plays Palmer with sardonic understatement, his dry humour and culinary hobbies undercutting the genre’s usual macho posturing. He’s a civil servant who happens to carry a gun, not a fantasy of imperial swagger, and that groundedness has helped the film age remarkably well.

Intelligent and stylish, The Ipcress File remains one of the finest British espionage thrillers. It’s a reminder that the Cold War was as much about paperwork and psychology as it was about gadgets and glamour—and that the people caught in its machinery were often as expendable as the files they handled.

Little Big Man (1970) — Film4, 6.05pm

Arthur Penn’s revisionist western follows the extraordinary life story of Jack Crabb, played by Dustin Hoffman, who claims to have witnessed some of the most famous events of the American frontier. Blending satire with tragedy, the film dismantles traditional western mythology and exposes the violence behind the conquest of the West.

Framed as the testimony of a 121‑year‑old man, the film moves episodically through Jack’s shifting identities: white settler, adopted Cheyenne, scout, conman and reluctant participant in key historical atrocities. That structure allows Penn to puncture the heroic myths of frontier expansion from multiple angles.

The depiction of Native American characters, particularly Chief Old Lodge Skins (Chief Dan George), is more humane than many contemporaries, though still filtered through Jack’s perspective. The film acknowledges the genocidal violence inflicted on Indigenous communities and treats their culture with a respect largely absent from earlier Hollywood westerns.

Tonally, Little Big Man walks a tightrope between broad comedy and devastating horror. Its humour—often at the expense of pompous cavalry officers and hypocritical preachers—makes the eventual eruptions of violence all the more shocking, underlining how quickly ideology can turn lethal.

It stands as a landmark of the New Hollywood era, when filmmakers began re‑examining America’s historical myths. Watching it now, the film feels like an early attempt at the kind of reckoning that is still very much unfinished.

Cabaret (1972) — BBC Two, 10.55pm

Bob Fosse’s dark musical masterpiece captures the decadence and political tension of Berlin in the early 1930s. Liza Minnelli’s unforgettable performance as Sally Bowles anchors a story set against the rising tide of Nazism.

The film cleverly confines almost all musical numbers to the Kit Kat Club stage, turning the cabaret into a kind of Greek chorus. As the songs grow more menacing and the audience more uniformed, the club becomes a barometer of a society sliding into authoritarianism while insisting it’s all just a bit of fun.

Minnelli’s Sally is a study in self‑invention and denial, a woman who performs her own life as relentlessly as she performs on stage. Her refusal to look beyond the next party or romance is both understandable and damning, a microcosm of a wider culture’s wilful blindness.

Fosse’s direction is razor‑sharp, using mirrors, tight framing and choreographed chaos to suggest a world where everyone is watching and being watched. The famous “Tomorrow Belongs to Me” sequence, set outside the club, lands like a slap—a reminder that the real danger is gathering in the daylight.

Stylish, unsettling and brilliant, Cabaret remains one of cinema’s greatest musicals. It’s a film about the stories people tell themselves to avoid seeing what’s coming—and about the terrible cost of that evasion.

New York, New York (1977) — BBC Two, 12.55am

Martin Scorsese’s ambitious homage to the Hollywood musical pairs Robert De Niro and Liza Minnelli as volatile lovers navigating the post‑war jazz scene. The film blends stylised studio sets with the emotional intensity typical of Scorsese’s work.

On one level, New York, New York is a love letter to the MGM musicals of the 1940s and 1950s, with its painted backdrops, big band numbers and heightened artifice. On another, it’s a bruising portrait of a relationship corroded by ego, insecurity and the unequal space afforded to male and female ambition.

De Niro’s Jimmy is a gifted but deeply self‑absorbed saxophonist, while Minnelli’s Francine is a singer whose talent threatens his fragile sense of self. Their clashes over career, control and compromise feel painfully contemporary, even as the film wraps them in old‑Hollywood gloss.

Scorsese’s decision to let scenes run long, with overlapping dialogue and messy arguments, sometimes jarred audiences expecting a tighter, more conventional musical. Yet that looseness is part of the film’s power: it insists that emotional realism can coexist with stylised fantasy, even when the combination is uncomfortable.

Though divisive on release, New York, New York has since gained admiration for its bold ambition and unforgettable title song. It’s a film about how hard it is to share the spotlight—and about the cost, and freedom, of walking away from someone who can’t bear to see you shine.


Sunday 15 March

The Oscars Live — The 98th Academy Awards — ITV1, 10.15pm 🌟

Hollywood’s biggest night returns with the annual celebration of cinematic achievement. From glamorous red‑carpet arrivals to emotional acceptance speeches, the Oscars remain one of the entertainment industry’s grandest rituals.

While debates about winners and snubs are inevitable, the ceremony offers a fascinating snapshot of the year’s most influential films and performances. It’s also a barometer of industry anxieties and aspirations, from diversity pledges to the uneasy coexistence of streaming and theatrical releases.

For all its self‑importance, the Oscars still produce moments of genuine surprise and vulnerability: a veteran finally recognised, a newcomer overwhelmed, a speech that cuts through the platitudes. Those flashes of sincerity are what keep the ceremony compelling, even for viewers sceptical of awards culture.

The telecast is also a reminder of how globalised film culture has become. International nominees, transnational productions and worldwide audiences mean that the stories being honoured—and the politics around them—are no longer confined to Hollywood’s backyard.

For film lovers, it remains irresistible theatre: a flawed, overlong, occasionally chaotic ritual that nonetheless captures something of cinema’s enduring pull on the collective imagination.

Planes That Changed History: The Spitfire — National Geographic, 9pm

This documentary explores the design and impact of the legendary Spitfire fighter aircraft. The plane became a symbol of Britain’s resistance during the Second World War, particularly during the Battle of Britain.

By examining its engineering and wartime role, the programme reveals why the Spitfire remains one of aviation’s most iconic machines. It looks at how its elliptical wings, powerful Rolls‑Royce Merlin engine and manoeuvrability gave RAF pilots a crucial edge in the skies.

The film also pays attention to the human stories behind the hardware: the pilots who flew the aircraft, the ground crews who kept it operational, and the civilians who watched dogfights unfold above their homes. That blend of technical detail and personal testimony keeps the documentary grounded.

Archival footage and modern air‑to‑air photography work together to show the Spitfire in motion, emphasising both its elegance and its lethality. The programme doesn’t romanticise war, but it does acknowledge the emotional charge this particular machine still carries in British memory.

For viewers interested in military history or engineering, it’s a satisfying, accessible watch—and a reminder that technology is never neutral, but always entangled with the stories nations tell about themselves.

Janet Suzman Remembers Hedda Gabler — BBC Four, 10pm

followed by Hedda Gabler — 10.15pm

Janet Suzman reflects on her celebrated performance in the BBC’s 1972 adaptation of Henrik Ibsen’s classic play. The drama itself remains a powerful portrayal of psychological conflict, centred on one of theatre’s most complex female characters.

The reminiscence programme offers a rare glimpse into the craft of serious television drama at a time when the BBC was still regularly adapting canonical plays for the small screen. Suzman’s recollections of rehearsal processes, directorial choices and the constraints of studio shooting add texture to the archive footage.

Hedda Gabler, with its tight focus on a woman trapped by social expectations and her own corrosive impulses, feels eerily modern. The production leans into the play’s claustrophobia, using close‑ups and confined sets to underline Hedda’s sense of entrapment.

Together, the documentary and drama provide a fascinating glimpse into the history of serious television theatre. They also invite viewers to consider how rare such ambitious, text‑driven productions have become in today’s schedule.

For anyone interested in performance, adaptation or the evolution of British TV drama, this double bill is a quietly precious opportunity to revisit a landmark role and the infrastructure that made it possible.

Howards End (1992) — Film4, 3.50pm

This elegant adaptation of E.M. Forster’s novel examines class divisions in Edwardian England through the lives of three interconnected families. Emma Thompson’s Oscar‑winning performance anchors a story rich in social insight and emotional depth.

Directed by James Ivory and produced by Merchant Ivory, the film is a masterclass in controlled emotion and meticulous period detail. It uses houses, gardens and city streets as extensions of character, with the titular Howards End standing in for a more humane, if fragile, vision of Englishness.

The clash between the idealistic Schlegel sisters, the pragmatic Wilcoxes and the struggling clerk Leonard Bast lays bare the hypocrisies of a society that talks about culture and charity while preserving its own comfort. The film never lets its genteel surfaces obscure the economic brutality underneath.

Thompson’s Margaret Schlegel is the film’s moral centre, negotiating loyalty, compromise and self‑respect in a world that expects women to smooth over men’s damage. Her performance, alongside strong turns from Anthony Hopkins, Helena Bonham Carter and Samuel West, gives the film its emotional heft.

Beautifully crafted, Howards End remains one of the finest literary adaptations of the 1990s. It’s a film about who gets to inherit not just property, but the future—and about the quiet revolutions that happen in drawing rooms as well as on picket lines.

Single White Female (1992) — Great TV, 9pm

A tense psychological thriller about a woman whose new roommate develops an increasingly disturbing obsession with her. The film captures early‑1990s anxieties about identity, privacy and urban life.

Bridget Fonda plays Allison, a New Yorker whose attempt to start afresh after a breakup leads her to share her flat with Jennifer Jason Leigh’s initially shy, then increasingly unhinged Hedy. The film mines the intimacy of shared domestic space for maximum unease, turning everyday objects into potential threats.

Leigh’s performance is the standout: she makes Hedy’s neediness and rage feel rooted in profound loneliness rather than mere genre villainy. That complexity gives the film a queasy empathy even as it leans into its more lurid set‑pieces.

Viewed now, Single White Female can feel dated in its treatment of mental illness and queer coding, but it remains a fascinating time capsule of pre‑internet fears about stolen identities and blurred boundaries. The idea that someone could quietly remake themselves in your image still lands, even if the technology has changed.

Stylish and unsettling, it has become a cult favourite. It’s best approached as both thriller and social artefact: a reminder of how cities, and the people who move through them, can be both refuge and threat.

The Martian (2015) — BBC Two, 10pm

Ridley Scott’s gripping survival drama follows an astronaut stranded on Mars who must rely on science and ingenuity to stay alive. Matt Damon brings humour and determination to the role, turning a desperate situation into a puzzle to be solved.

Adapted from Andy Weir’s novel, the film leans into the practicalities of survival: growing food in Martian soil, jury‑rigging equipment, calculating trajectories. That focus on problem‑solving gives the story an unusually optimistic tone for a space disaster movie.

Damon’s Mark Watney narrates much of his ordeal through video logs, which allows the film to balance technical exposition with characterful asides. His gallows humour and flashes of vulnerability keep the audience invested even when the narrative is essentially one man in a habitat tinkering with machinery.

Back on Earth, NASA’s attempts to rescue Watney provide a parallel story about institutional risk, public image and international cooperation. The film’s depiction of scientists and engineers as capable, fallible and fundamentally collaborative feels quietly radical in a culture that often sidelines such work.

Thrilling and optimistic, The Martian celebrates human resourcefulness in the face of impossible odds. It’s a rare blockbuster that makes you want to Google orbital mechanics afterwards, not because you have to, but because the film has made curiosity feel heroic.


Monday 16 March

Inside the Rage Machine — BBC Two, 9pm

Journalist Marianna Spring investigates how social media algorithms amplify anger and division online. The programme examines how digital platforms reward provocative content, often pushing users toward increasingly extreme viewpoints.

By talking to both platform insiders and people radicalised or harassed online, the documentary traces how design choices—what is promoted, what is hidden, what is monetised—shape the emotional climate of public debate. It makes clear that “the algorithm” is not a neutral force but a set of decisions with real‑world consequences.

The film also looks at the toll this environment takes on those working within it, including moderators and journalists who spend their days wading through abuse and disinformation. Their testimonies underline that the rage machine chews up workers as well as users.

It is a timely exploration of the forces shaping modern political discourse. Crucially, it resists the temptation to individualise blame, instead asking what regulatory, cultural and technological changes might be needed to dial down the temperature.

For anyone who has ever wondered why their feeds feel angrier than their real‑world conversations, this is essential, sobering viewing.

Imagine… Tracey Emin: Where Do You Draw the Line? — BBC Four, 10pm

This edition of the long‑running arts series explores the life and work of controversial British artist Tracey Emin. Her deeply personal artworks have provoked both admiration and outrage, raising questions about vulnerability and artistic confession.

The film traces Emin’s journey from Margate to international galleries, revisiting key works such as My Bed and her neon text pieces. It situates her within the Young British Artists generation while also acknowledging how singular her voice has remained.

Interviews with Emin are characteristically frank, touching on trauma, illness and the costs of turning one’s own life into material. The documentary doesn’t try to sand down her edges; instead, it lets her contradictions stand, trusting viewers to sit with the discomfort.

The programme also includes perspectives from critics and fellow artists, some admiring, some sceptical. That plurality of voices prevents the film from becoming hagiography, instead framing Emin as a lightning rod for debates about taste, class and what counts as “serious” art.

The result is a revealing portrait of one of Britain’s most distinctive contemporary artists. It’s particularly valuable for viewers who know the headlines but not the work, offering a chance to look again and perhaps see more.

Emin & Munch: Between the Clock and the Bed — BBC Four, 11.20pm

This programme explores the artistic dialogue between Tracey Emin and the Norwegian painter Edvard Munch. Despite their different eras and styles, both artists draw heavily on emotional intensity and personal experience.

Structured around an exhibition that placed Emin’s work alongside Munch’s, the film shows how themes of desire, loneliness, illness and mortality echo across their canvases and installations. It’s less about influence than resonance.

By juxtaposing Munch’s paintings with Emin’s drawings, sculptures and neons, the documentary invites viewers to consider how similar feelings find different formal expressions. The result is a kind of cross‑generational conversation about what it means to make art from pain.

The film offers a thoughtful meditation on how artists transform private feeling into universal expression. It also quietly challenges the idea that confessional art is somehow less rigorous or serious than more “distanced” work.

For those who have ever dismissed either artist as too melodramatic, this is a persuasive argument for looking again, more slowly.

The Secret Sex Lives of Tyrants — Sky History, 10pm

This provocative documentary series explores the private lives of history’s most notorious rulers. By examining rumours, relationships and scandals, it attempts to understand how power shaped their personal behaviour.

The series walks a fine line between prurience and analysis. At its best, it uses intimate histories to illuminate broader patterns: how authoritarian leaders treat bodies—especially women’s bodies—as extensions of their own entitlement and control.

There is, inevitably, a risk of sensationalism, and some viewers may find the tone too playful for the subject matter. Yet the programme does gesture towards the ways in which private abuses of power foreshadow or mirror public atrocities.

The result is an unusual blend of political biography and psychological speculation. It’s not definitive history, but as a starting point for thinking about the entanglement of sex, power and violence, it’s unsettling in useful ways.

Best watched with a critical eye and, ideally, a good history book within reach.

American Fiction (2023) — BBC Two, 12am

A sharp satire about a writer who becomes unexpectedly famous after producing a deliberately stereotypical novel. The film skewers cultural expectations within the publishing industry while exploring the contradictions of its protagonist.

Based on Percival Everett’s novel Erasure, American Fiction follows Thelonious “Monk” Ellison, a frustrated Black author whose serious work is ignored while a clichéd, trauma‑laden manuscript he writes in anger becomes a runaway success. The premise allows the film to take aim at a market that demands certain kinds of “authenticity” while flattening the people it claims to champion.

The satire is at its most biting when it shows well‑meaning white gatekeepers falling over themselves to praise Monk’s parody, missing the joke entirely. Yet the film is equally interested in Monk’s own blind spots, particularly around his family and his reluctance to engage emotionally.

Witty and provocative, it offers a rare blend of comedy and cultural commentary. It asks who gets to define what counts as “Black literature” and at what cost, without pretending there are easy answers.

For viewers who enjoy their social critique with a side of awkward laughter, this is a smart, layered watch that lingers long after the credits.

Far from the Madding Crowd (2015) — BBC One, 12.05am

This adaptation of Thomas Hardy’s classic novel follows Bathsheba Everdene and the three very different men who fall in love with her. The film captures Hardy’s themes of pride, independence and romantic misjudgement against the landscapes of rural England.

Carey Mulligan’s Bathsheba is a quietly radical figure: a woman determined to run her own farm and make her own choices in a world that expects her to be ornamental. The film honours her complexity, allowing her to be wrong, selfish and brave by turns.

Director Thomas Vinterberg leans into the sensuality of the countryside—the wind in the barley, the creak of barns, the brutality of storms—to underline how closely human fortunes are tied to the land. That physicality keeps the romance from floating away into abstraction.

The three suitors—steadfast shepherd Gabriel Oak, impulsive Sergeant Troy and reserved landowner Boldwood—embody different models of masculinity, each with its own dangers and consolations. The film is clear‑eyed about the power imbalances at play, even when it indulges in swoon‑worthy imagery.

Romantic without becoming sentimental, it is a thoughtful literary adaptation. It’s particularly satisfying for viewers who want their period drama to acknowledge that desire and economics are never entirely separable.


Tuesday 17 March

Wild Rose (2018) — Film4, 9pm

Jessie Buckley shines in this moving drama about a Glasgow woman determined to become a country music star. The film balances humour with emotional honesty as its heroine struggles to reconcile ambition with family responsibilities.

Buckley’s Rose‑Lynn has just been released from prison when we meet her, ankle tag still visible as she dreams of Nashville from a Glasgow council estate. The film refuses to tidy her up: she is selfish, charismatic, often thoughtless, and utterly convincing.

Her relationship with her mother (a superb Julie Walters) provides the film’s emotional core. Their clashes over childcare, work and what constitutes a “realistic” dream speak to generational divides and the quiet heroism of women who stayed put so their children could imagine leaving.

The country music itself is not a joke but a lifeline. The film takes the genre seriously, showing how its stories of heartbreak, graft and redemption resonate far beyond the American South. When Rose‑Lynn finally sings in full flight, the catharsis feels earned rather than engineered.

A heartfelt and uplifting story anchored by Buckley’s remarkable performance, Wild Rose is a reminder that chasing a dream doesn’t always mean abandoning where you’re from—but it does require telling the truth about who you’ve hurt along the way.

Pride (2014) — BBC Three, 10.10pm 🌟

This joyful British film tells the true story of an unlikely alliance between LGBTQ activists and Welsh miners during the 1984 strike. By highlighting solidarity across cultural divides, the film captures the spirit of collective activism that defined the era.

Director Matthew Warchus and writer Stephen Beresford take what could have been a worthy history lesson and turn it into something far more alive: a comedy‑drama that understands both the absurdity and the necessity of coalition‑building. The culture clash between London activists and a small Welsh village is played for laughs without ever sneering at either side.

The ensemble cast—including Ben Schnetzer, George MacKay, Imelda Staunton, Paddy Considine and Bill Nighy—gives the film its warmth. Each character is allowed a small arc of courage, whether that’s coming out, standing up to neighbours or simply dancing in a working men’s club for the first time.

Pride doesn’t shy away from the brutality of the miners’ defeat or the looming shadow of AIDS, but it insists that joy and humour are part of resistance, not distractions from it. The scenes of shared singing and marching are as politically charged as any speech.

Warm, funny and deeply humane, Pride has become a modern British classic. It’s a film that leaves you with the sense that alliances are built not on abstract principles alone, but on cups of tea, shared jokes and the decision to show up for one another.

The Debt Collector (1999) — Film4, 1.10am

This gritty crime drama explores the shadowy world of professional debt collection. The film examines how financial desperation can push individuals toward morally ambiguous work.

Set in Glasgow, The Debt Collector follows a former law student who drifts into enforcing debts for a local hard man, discovering that the line between legal and illegal violence is thinner than he imagined. The city’s tenements and backstreets become a map of economic precarity.

The film is unsentimental about the damage inflicted on both sides of the door: the people being threatened and the men doing the threatening. It suggests that in a system built on inequality, brutality is not an aberration but a logical, if horrifying, outcome.

Bleak but compelling, it offers a stark portrait of life on the margins of legality. There are no easy redemptions here, only small, compromised choices about how much of one’s conscience can be salvaged.

For late‑night viewers with a taste for morally knotty crime stories, it’s a tough, worthwhile watch.


Wednesday 18 March

Daniela Nardini Remembers This Life — BBC Four, 10pm

followed by This Life — 10.15pm

Daniela Nardini reflects on the influential BBC drama that captured the chaotic lives of young professionals in 1990s London. When it first aired, This Life broke with television conventions through its candid portrayal of relationships and ambition.

The reminiscence programme revisits how the series’ handheld camerawork, overlapping dialogue and frank treatment of sex, drugs and sexuality felt genuinely radical at the time. Nardini’s memories of playing Anna, and of the show’s cult following, underline how rare it was to see messy, recognisably flawed twenty‑somethings on British TV.

Revisiting the series reveals how profoundly it influenced modern British drama, from Skins to Fleabag and beyond. Its focus on friendship groups as surrogate families, and on work as both identity and trap, still feels painfully current.

For viewers who grew up with This Life, this double bill offers a hit of nostalgia with teeth. For newcomers, it’s a chance to see where much of today’s “edgy” drama learned its tricks.

Nobody (2021) — Film4, 9pm

Bob Odenkirk plays a seemingly ordinary suburban father whose violent past resurfaces after a home invasion. The film combines dark humour with explosive action sequences.

Directed by Ilya Naishuller and written by John Wick co‑creator Derek Kolstad, Nobody takes the “retired assassin” template and injects it with a weary, middle‑aged absurdity. Odenkirk’s Hutch is less sleek killing machine than man who has spent years pretending to be harmless—and is slightly alarmed to discover how much he enjoys dropping the act.

The action set‑pieces, particularly an early bus fight, are choreographed with bone‑crunching clarity and a streak of slapstick. The film never quite lets you forget that bodies break and bleed, even as it revels in the choreography.

There’s a faintly reactionary fantasy at work—the emasculated dad reclaiming his potency through violence—but Odenkirk’s self‑deprecating performance and the film’s willingness to laugh at its own excesses keep it from curdling.

Lean and entertaining, Nobody offers a fresh twist on the revenge thriller. It’s the rare action film that understands the comic potential of a man carefully putting on his reading glasses before a brawl.

Beast (2017) — Film4, 10.50pm

Set on the island of Jersey, this atmospheric thriller follows a troubled young woman drawn into a relationship with a man suspected of murder. The story keeps viewers uncertain about guilt and innocence until the very end.

Jessie Buckley (again proving she’s one of the most interesting actors of her generation) plays Moll, whose suffocating family life makes the dangerous freedom offered by Johnny (Johnny Flynn) all the more intoxicating. The island’s cliffs, fields and isolated lanes become extensions of her psyche: beautiful, treacherous, hard to escape.

Director Michael Pearce uses the murder investigation less as a whodunnit than as a pressure cooker for questions about female anger, class and the stories communities tell about “good” and “bad” women. Moll’s own capacity for violence complicates any easy victim/perpetrator divide.

Moody and psychologically complex, Beast is a striking debut feature. It’s the kind of film that leaves you arguing with yourself about what you’ve just seen—and about how much you wanted certain characters to be innocent, regardless of the evidence.

For viewers who like their thrillers morally murky and thick with atmosphere, this is a must.


Thursday 19 March

Classic Movies: The Story of The Graduate — Sky Arts, 9pm

This documentary revisits the making of the 1967 classic that captured the restless spirit of a generation. Through interviews and archival material, it explores how director Mike Nichols transformed a modest novel into a cultural landmark.

The film digs into casting battles, studio nerves and the creative decisions that gave The Graduate its distinctive tone: part satire, part melancholy coming‑of‑age story. Dustin Hoffman’s unlikely leading‑man status and Anne Bancroft’s iconic Mrs Robinson are treated as the risks they were at the time, not the inevitabilities they now seem.

The documentary also considers the film’s use of Simon & Garfunkel’s music, which helped cement the idea of pop songs as emotional commentary rather than mere background. The way “The Sound of Silence” and “Mrs. Robinson” interact with Benjamin’s drift through post‑college ennui still feels sharp.

The film’s themes of alienation and rebellion continue to resonate decades later, and the documentary doesn’t shy away from asking how its gender politics and racial blind spots play now. That willingness to re‑interrogate a classic is part of what makes the programme worthwhile.

For cinephiles, it’s a satisfying blend of behind‑the‑scenes gossip and serious analysis; for casual viewers, it may well send you back to the original with fresh eyes.

Ad Astra (2019) — Film4, 6.40pm

Brad Pitt stars in this introspective science‑fiction drama about an astronaut searching for his missing father at the edge of the solar system. Director James Gray blends space spectacle with philosophical reflection.

Ad Astra imagines a near‑future where the solar system has been partially colonised, yet human emotional dysfunction remains stubbornly unresolved. Pitt’s Roy McBride is a man prized for his calm under pressure, whose emotional detachment is both professional asset and personal wound.

The journey outward—to the Moon, Mars and beyond—mirrors an inward excavation of grief, anger and inherited masculinity. Tommy Lee Jones, as Roy’s absent, obsessive father, embodies a particular kind of patriarchal scientist‑explorer who sacrifices everything, and everyone, to the mission.

Visually stunning and emotionally reflective, the film is less interested in hard science than in the loneliness of men raised to see vulnerability as failure. Its set‑pieces—a lunar rover chase, a distress call gone wrong—are thrilling, but the moments that linger are quieter: a recorded message, a hand on glass.

For viewers expecting a conventional space adventure, Ad Astra may feel slow; for those open to a more meditative orbit, it’s a haunting, oddly tender experience.


Friday 20 March

Blanca — More4, 9pm

This stylish Italian detective drama centres on a blind consultant whose heightened senses help solve complex cases. The series combines strong character development with compelling mysteries.

Blanca avoids turning its protagonist’s blindness into either a superpower or a tragedy. Instead, it treats her as a fully rounded character whose disability shapes her experience without defining her entirely, weaving in questions of access, prejudice and autonomy alongside the procedural plots.

Atmospheric and intelligent, it continues the tradition of sophisticated European crime drama. For viewers who enjoy character‑driven mysteries with a strong sense of place, it’s well worth sampling.

The Small Back Room (1949) — Talking Pictures, 10.40am

Powell and Pressburger’s wartime drama follows a troubled scientist working on bomb‑disposal technology during the Second World War. The film focuses on psychological pressure rather than battlefield spectacle.

David Farrar’s Sammy Rice is a limping, alcoholic boffin whose work on defusing new German booby‑traps is complicated by bureaucratic interference and his own self‑loathing. The film is unusually frank, for its time, about disability, addiction and the corrosive effects of feeling surplus to requirements.

Quietly powerful, it reveals the emotional toll of war behind the scenes. A bravura sequence in which Sammy attempts to defuse a bomb on a shingle beach is as tense as any frontline combat scene, precisely because it is so stripped of spectacle.

For those who know Powell and Pressburger mainly for their Technicolor fantasies, this is a darker, more subdued but no less distinctive work.

In Camera (2023) — BBC Two, 11.10pm

A striking drama about a struggling actor navigating the brutal realities of the audition process. The film explores identity, ambition and the emotional cost of constant rejection.

In Camera follows Aden, a British‑Iraqi actor whose attempts to secure work are repeatedly derailed by typecasting, microaggressions and the industry’s hunger for “authentic” trauma. The film uses surreal, looping audition scenes to convey how dehumanising it can be to perform versions of yourself for other people’s approval.

Sharp and unsettling, it offers a fresh perspective on the performing profession. It’s less about the glamour of acting than about the psychic wear and tear of being looked at, judged and found wanting.

For anyone who has ever sat in a waiting room rehearsing a version of themselves they hope will be acceptable, this will land with particular force.

Apocalypse Now (1979) — Film4, 11.10pm 🌟

Francis Ford Coppola’s extraordinary Vietnam War epic follows Captain Willard on a surreal journey upriver to confront the rogue Colonel Kurtz. Inspired by Joseph Conrad’s Heart of Darkness, the film becomes a haunting meditation on power, madness and the moral chaos of war.

From its opening montage of napalm and The Doors’ “The End”, Apocalypse Now announces itself as something more feverish than a conventional war film. The further upriver Willard travels, the more the narrative fragments into set‑pieces that feel like stations on a descent into collective insanity.

Visually spectacular and philosophically unsettling, the film uses light, shadow and sound to create a sense of dislocation that mirrors the soldiers’ own. Helicopters swoop to Wagner, flares turn night into hellish day, and the jungle seems to close in as both setting and metaphor.

The film has rightly been criticised for centring American anguish while rendering Vietnamese characters largely voiceless. Yet as a portrait of an imperial power losing its mind, it remains devastatingly effective, particularly in its depiction of how violence becomes both banal and sacred to those who wield it.

Apocalypse Now is one of the most powerful films ever made not because it offers answers, but because it refuses to pretend that war can be neatly understood. It leaves you with images and sounds you can’t quite shake—and with the uneasy sense that the river it charts runs through more than one conflict, and more than one century.


Streaming Choice

Netflix — Beauty in Black (Season 2 Part 2)

Available Thursday 19 March

Tyler Perry’s Beauty in Black returns with the second half of its second season, continuing the saga of Kimmie, an exotic dancer whose life becomes entangled with the powerful Bellarie cosmetics dynasty. Now married to patriarch Horace and installed as a senior figure in the family business, Kimmie must navigate shifting alliances, corporate power struggles and the fallout from a devious trafficking scheme that has shadowed the family’s rise. The new episodes promise more boardroom manoeuvring, family betrayal and hard‑won self‑assertion as Kimmie fights to protect her loved ones and claim her place in a world that never expected her to survive, let alone lead.

Netflix — The Plastic Detox

Available Monday 16 March

The Plastic Detox is an environmental documentary series that looks at how deeply single‑use plastics have infiltrated everyday life, from supermarket aisles to bathroom cabinets. Each episode follows households, businesses and communities as they attempt to reduce their reliance on plastic, revealing both the structural obstacles and the small, practical changes that can add up to meaningful reductions. Expect a mix of scientific explanation, consumer‑level advice and a clear‑eyed look at how much responsibility can realistically be placed on individuals versus corporations and policymakers. It’s a quietly galvanising watch for anyone who has ever stood in front of a recycling bin wondering how much difference their choices really make.

Paramount+ — The Naked Gun

Available Sunday 15 March

The Naked Gun remains one of the great anarchic spoof comedies, following Leslie Nielsen’s magnificently inept detective Frank Drebin as he stumbles through a plot to assassinate the Queen during a visit to Los Angeles. The film’s barrage of sight gags, deadpan one‑liners and cheerfully stupid set‑pieces still lands, not least because Nielsen plays it all with the gravity of a man in a serious thriller. Beneath the chaos, there’s a surprisingly affectionate send‑up of cop‑show clichés and American pomp. For anyone in need of something silly, tightly paced and blissfully uninterested in good taste, it’s a welcome addition to the streaming line‑up.

Prime Video — Prey

Available Tuesday 17 March

Prey is a lean, gripping reinvention of the Predator franchise, set in the early 18th century and centred on Naru, a young Comanche woman determined to prove herself as a hunter. When an otherworldly predator begins stalking the plains, her skills and instincts are tested against a foe far beyond anything her community has faced. The film’s commitment to Indigenous casting and perspective, its use of landscape, and its stripped‑back storytelling make it feel both fresh and rooted in a specific cultural context. It’s a rare franchise entry that deepens the original premise while standing confidently on its own.

Fringe 2026: The First Rumblings Begin

Even though it’s only March and Edinburgh is still wrapped in its late‑winter grey, the first tremors of Fringe season have already begun. The 2026 festival runs 7–31 August, but—as ever—the city’s venues don’t wait for summer to start beating the drum. Announcements are landing in careful waves, each one sketching the early outline of what August might become. We’ve already begun our coverage with the new Night Owl Shows at theSpace, and with Summerhall’s first salvo of international, politically alive work. What’s emerging is that familiar, thrilling sense of a festival waking up: artists clearing their throats, programmers placing their early bets, and audiences beginning to imagine the shape of the month ahead. It’s the long runway before the annual take‑off, and it’s always one of the most revealing parts of the year.

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Summerhall 2026: Seven First Signals From a Venue That Refuses to Stand Still

There’s a particular electricity to a Summerhall announcement — that sense of a building already humming with ghosts of festivals past, now cracking its knuckles for the next round. With the first seven shows of its 2026 Edinburgh Festival Fringe programme now on sale, the venue once again stakes its claim as the city’s home of the unruly, the searching, the politically alive. What emerges from this first wave is a portrait of a programme thinking internationally, listening carefully, and refusing to let the world’s fractures pass without artistic interrogation.

Below, the early contours of a festival season that already feels like it has something urgent to say.


Two dancers performing a duet on stage, gracefully interacting under colorful lighting.

Tether 인연 — Wonder Fools & Theatre SAN

Scotland ↔ South Korea | Theatre, music, memory

Wonder Fools have long been one of Scotland’s most emotionally literate companies, and their collaboration with South Korea’s Theatre SAN feels like a natural evolution of their practice: expansive, musical, and attentive to the quiet ways history lodges itself in the body.
Tether 인연 spans sixty years and three generations, stitching together folk songs, love letters and war stories into a cross‑continental meditation on the threads that bind people — and nations — long after the headlines fade. It promises the warmth of a ceilidh, the intimacy of a whispered confession, and the political charge of two cultures meeting on equal footing.


As Far As We Know

England | Prophetic storytelling, contemporary dread

YESYESNONO return to Summerhall with As Far As We Know, a new piece that feels eerily attuned to the moment we’re living through. Writer‑performer Sam Ward has always been a cartographer of contemporary unease, and here he guides audiences through a world that keeps glitching: holes opening in the ground, prices rising without logic, bubbles swelling and bursting in endless cycles. It’s a hallucinogenic road‑trip through a landscape where the maps no longer match the territory.

A sign for '99 Cents Only Stores' under a clear blue sky, surrounded by palm trees.

Ward’s storytelling is intimate and conspiratorial, the kind that makes you feel as though you’re being entrusted with something fragile. He threads together cartographers, psychics, crashes and anomalies into a portrait of a society struggling to make sense of itself. The humour is dry, the melancholy is earned, and the political charge hums just beneath the surface without ever tipping into didacticism.

What emerges is a quietly radical act of orientation: a show about trying to understand what’s going wrong in a world that refuses to be understood. YESYESNONO once again offer theatre as a shared act of reckoning — a reminder that even when the ground is shifting, we can still choose to look at it together.

Three dancers in minimal attire striking dynamic poses on a stage with a gray backdrop.

GOOD ENOUGH? — HIMHERANDIT

Denmark | Queer physical theatre, joyful resistance

HIMHERANDIT return with a piece that feels like a rallying cry wrapped in glitter and sweat. GOOD ENOUGH? celebrates imperfection, queer joy and the courage required to take up space in a world that still polices bodies and narratives.
Their work is always kinetic, always emotionally forthright, and here they lean into the boisterous, the awkward, the unapologetic. It’s a show about reclaiming your story — not quietly, but loudly, with a grin.


Tomatoes Tried to Kill Me but Banjos Saved My Life — Keith Alessi

A man playing a banjo while wearing a cap, focused on his instrument in a dimly lit setting.

USA | Storytelling, music, resilience

Some shows become Fringe folklore, and Keith Alessi’s is one of them. Returning for a fourth consecutive year after three sell‑out runs, this warm, banjo‑laced memoir of illness, survival and artistic salvation has become a kind of communal ritual.
Alessi’s generosity is not metaphorical: through donations and artist fees, he has raised over $1.2m for charities worldwide, and this year’s proceeds support Summerhall Arts itself. It’s rare to see a show that radiates this much heart without slipping into sentimentality; rarer still to see one that changes lives offstage as well as on.


SAND — Kook Ensemble

A man in a light-colored shirt appears to be releasing a cloud of sand from his hand, with a focused expression, against a dark background.

England | Circus theatre, dementia, coastal memory

Kook Ensemble’s SAND is a non‑verbal circus theatre piece set against the dramatic Devon coastline, exploring the lives of people living with dementia.
There’s something quietly radical about using acrobatics — a form associated with strength, balance and control — to illuminate a condition defined by fragility and disorientation. The company’s meticulous storytelling promises a work that is both tender and unflinching, a reminder that memory is not just a cognitive function but a landscape we inhabit together.


PUTTANA — Beatrice Festi

A composite image featuring a woman in three poses. On the left, she wears a wolf mask and headphones, in the center she appears contemplative, and on the right, she holds a microphone while wearing a lace bodysuit.

Italy | Immersive solo performance, body politics

Fringe debutant Beatrice Festi arrives with a piece that refuses to look away from the ways society commodifies the body. PUTTANA is bold, uncomfortable, and deliberately confrontational — a solo performance in which one actress voices five characters through a fusion of music and text.
It’s a work that asks what we’ve normalised, what we’ve excused, and what we’ve allowed to be taken from us. Expect a show that leaves the air charged.


LANDSFRAU — Mariann Yar

A male and female dancer performing together on stage under colorful lighting.

Afghanistan / Diaspora | Feminist storytelling, counter‑archive

Mariann Yar’s LANDSFRAU moves between 9/11 and 2021, dismantling the Western gaze on Afghanistan and building a counter‑archive from song, dance and memory.
This is diasporic storytelling at its most intimate: a reckoning with inherited guilt, privilege, distance and longing. Yar’s work promises a feminist perspective that refuses simplification, offering instead a textured portrait of a life shaped by war yet not defined by it.


A Programme Already Speaking in Many Tongues

This first announcement — with more expected — signals a Summerhall season rooted in internationalism, political clarity and artistic risk. These are works concerned with memory, identity, and the stories we inherit or resist. They ask who gets to speak, who gets to be seen, and how we might hold each other through the fractures.

If this is only the beginning, August at Summerhall looks set to be a month of boldness, beauty and necessary discomfort — exactly what the Fringe should be.

More information on the shows here

By Pat Harrington

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Culture Vulture Podcast March 7-13 2026

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This is the Culture Vulture guide to the week’s TV for March 7–13. The selections and writing are by Pat Harrington, and the music is by Tim Bragg. The full written edition is available at the Counter Culture website.

Some weeks, the schedules feel as if they’ve been quietly curated by the cultural weather itself. This is one of those weeks. Across the channels, from Saturday through Friday, there’s a shared preoccupation with memory, technology and the pressures shaping ordinary lives. Archive pop rubs shoulders with Cold War paranoia; British social realism sits alongside dystopian futures; and the films keep circling questions of identity, agency and the stories we tell to make sense of ourselves.

Saturday sets the tone. At 12.50pm on Sky Documentaries, When We Were Kings returns us to the Rumble in the Jungle — but what lingers isn’t the punches, it’s the politics. Earlier that morning, at 10.15am on BBC Two, The Great Caruso offers Hollywood myth‑making at its most operatic, Mario Lanza’s voice carrying a biographical fantasy that believes wholeheartedly in the grandeur of art. And at 12.50pm on Film4, The Lavender Hill Mob shows how lightly a British comedy can age when it’s built on character rather than caricature.

By late afternoon, at 5pm on Sky Documentaries, Bowie steps into view in The Man Who Changed the World, a portrait of reinvention as a way of life. And then, as night falls, the week’s first major thematic pillar arrives: Minority Report, on ITV2 at 8.30pm. Two decades on, Spielberg’s vision of predictive policing and personalised surveillance feels less like a warning and more like a mirror. Saturday continues with The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey on Sky One at 8pm, before shifting into the warm humanity of The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel at 9pm on 5Star. BBC Two’s run of One Hit Wonders at the BBC leads into The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry at 10pm on Channel 4. The late‑night hours bring unease and introspection: A Brief History of a Family at 10.40pm on BBC Four, Blade Runner 2049 at 11pm on BBC One, Sound of Metal at midnight on BBC Two, and Fury at midnight on Channel 4.

Sunday continues the thread. At 4pm on Film4, Little Women offers warmth and ambition, a reminder that domestic stories can carry revolutionary force. But the night belongs to two titles that speak directly to our age. At 9pm on BBC One, The Capture returns with “Don’t Look at the Camera”, a thriller steeped in digital manipulation where every image is suspect. And at the same hour on BBC Two, The End We Start From follows Jodie Comer through a flooded Britain — a dystopia made intimate, where survival is measured not in spectacle but in the fragile bonds of family.

Elsewhere on Sunday at 9pm, Zero Dark Thirty on Legend revisits the long hunt for bin Laden, while Sky Arts screens The Manchurian Candidate, still one of the sharpest dissections of paranoia and political manipulation ever filmed. At 10pm on BBC Two, Platoon returns us to Vietnam with its raw emotional honesty, and at 10.20pm on ITV1, Faked: Hunting My Online Predator confronts the vulnerabilities of digital life. After midnight, Channel 4’s Freaky plays gleefully with horror and identity, and at midnight on Monday, BBC Two airs The Last Black Man in San Francisco, a lyrical lament for a city reshaped by forces beyond its inhabitants’ control.

Monday brings a shift toward inquiry. At 8pm on BBC One, Panorama asks whether the dangerous dogs ban is working, speaking to victims, experts and campaigners. At 10pm on BBC Four, The Secret Rules of Modern Living: Algorithms pulls back the curtain on the mathematical instructions that quietly choreograph our days. In the early hours, Film4’s Cold War at 1.30am offers a love story carved from longing and political fracture, followed by Channel 4’s No Other Land at 2.15am, a stark portrait of displacement in the West Bank.

Tuesday turns its attention to performance and perception. At 9pm on Sky Arts, Liza Minnelli: Hollywood’s Golden Child celebrates a life lived in the spotlight, followed at 10.15pm by Glenn Close: A Feminist Force, a study of an actor who reshaped expectations of female roles. At the same time on BBC Three, Cat Person explores the uneasy terrain of modern dating — the gulf between perception and reality, and the stories we project onto one another. And at 11.35pm on Talking Pictures, The Most Dangerous Game reminds us how long cinema has been fascinated by the hunt, both literal and metaphorical.

Wednesday brings the week’s emotional centrepiece. At 10pm on BBC Four, Boys from the Blackstuff returns with “Yosser’s Story”, still one of the most devastating portraits of economic despair ever broadcast. Bernard Hill’s cry of “Gizza job!” echoes across decades of austerity. At 11.10pm, “George’s Last Ride” deepens the series’ compassion, showing how dignity is negotiated under pressure. And at 11.20pm on Film4, The Father offers a formally daring, emotionally overwhelming portrait of dementia, with Anthony Hopkins and Olivia Colman delivering performances of extraordinary precision. After midnight, BBC One screens Harriet, honouring a life defined by resistance.

Thursday shifts into history and moral ambiguity. At 5.40pm on PBS America, The Invention of Surgery traces the origins of modern medicine. At 9pm on Great TV, MASH* blends irreverence with critique, its humour a form of resistance against the absurdity of war. At the same hour on Legend, Donnie Brasco explores loyalty and betrayal inside the Mafia. At 10pm on Channel 5, The Body in the Thames revisits a haunting case of trafficking and violence. And at 11.05pm on Film4, The Killing Fields confronts the terror of the Khmer Rouge with clarity and compassion.

Friday closes the week with reflection. At 8.55pm on PBS America, Bombshell: The Hidden Story of the Atomic Bomb examines how governments shaped public understanding of nuclear power. And at 11pm on BBC Two, Girl offers a quiet, emotionally intelligent drama about a relationship fraying under the weight of unspoken resentments. It’s a fitting end to a week preoccupied with truth, identity and the forces — political, technological, emotional — that shape our lives.

The streaming picks extend the themes. On Netflix from 11 March, The Man in the High Castle imagines an alternate world defined by authoritarian control. From 10 March, I Swear examines loyalty and guilt. On Apple TV+ from 13 March, Twisted Yoga exposes the vulnerabilities exploited by charismatic leaders. On Viaplay from 7 March, Paradis City blends noir atmosphere with simmering corruption. And on Prime Video from 11 March, Scarpetta brings forensic precision to character‑driven crime.

Across the week, the schedules form a kind of cultural map — a portrait of our preoccupations, our fears, our hopes. Stories of surveillance sit beside stories of survival; tales of reinvention beside tales of collapse. What emerges is a reminder that culture is always a conversation, and that even in the noisiest weeks, the right stories can help us hear ourselves more clearly.

Script by Pat Harrington, music by Tim Bragg and voiced by Ryan.

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Culture Vulture 7–13 March 2026

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Welcome to Culture Vulture, your guide to the week’s entertainment from an alternative standpoint. Some weeks on television feel less like a schedule and more like a quiet act of cultural programming by fate. This is one of them. Across the channels there’s a shared preoccupation with memory, technology, and the social pressures that shape ordinary lives. Archive pop rubs shoulders with Cold War paranoia; British social realism sits alongside dystopian futures; and the week’s films return repeatedly to questions of identity, agency and the stories we tell about ourselves.

Three titles form the week’s spine. 🌟 Minority Report (Saturday) remains one of the most unsettlingly prescient science‑fiction films of the century, its vision of predictive policing now uncomfortably close to reality. 🌟 The Capture (Sunday) picks up that thread with a thriller steeped in digital manipulation and the fragility of truth. And 🌟 Boys from the Blackstuff (Wednesday) returns with “Yosser’s Story”, still one of the most devastating portraits of economic despair ever broadcast on British television.

Around them, the schedules offer a rich spread: political documentary, classic comedy, war drama, psychological unease, and a handful of films that feel newly resonant in an age of surveillance, displacement and environmental anxiety. Writing and selections are from Pat Harrington.


Saturday

When We Were Kings (1996)

Sky Documentaries, 12.50pm
This celebrated documentary revisits the 1974 “Rumble in the Jungle”, but its power lies in how it frames the fight as a cultural and political event rather than a sporting spectacle. Muhammad Ali’s charisma dominates the film, revealing a man who understood performance as a form of resistance.

Director Leon Gast weaves together archive footage and interviews to recreate the atmosphere of Zaire at a moment when global attention, Black identity and political ambition converged. The presence of figures such as Norman Mailer and James Brown deepens the sense of a world in flux.

The result is a portrait of a moment when sport, politics and culture were inseparable — and when Ali’s voice carried far beyond the ring.

The Great Caruso (1951)

BBC Two, 10.15am
Mario Lanza’s performance anchors this lavish Hollywood imagining of Enrico Caruso’s life, a film that treats biography as operatic myth. It revels in the grandeur of MGM’s golden age, where music, romance and spectacle mattered more than strict historical accuracy.

The film charts Caruso’s rise from Naples to international fame, punctuating the narrative with arias that showcase Lanza’s extraordinary tenor. His voice becomes the film’s emotional engine, carrying scenes that might otherwise feel conventional.

What’s striking today is how confidently the film assumes that opera could command mainstream attention. Hollywood once believed that classical music could fill cinemas as readily as any adventure or melodrama, and The Great Caruso stands as a reminder of that vanished cultural moment.

The film’s romanticism is unabashed, presenting Caruso as a figure shaped by passion, talent and destiny. It’s a vision steeped in mid‑century American optimism, where art is both aspiration and escape.

For modern viewers, the film offers a double pleasure: the sheer beauty of Lanza’s voice, and a glimpse of a Hollywood willing to treat music as a form of cinematic grandeur.

The Lavender Hill Mob (1951)

Film4, 12.50pm
Few British comedies have aged as gracefully as this Ealing classic. Alec Guinness plays a mild-mannered bank clerk whose long‑nurtured plan for the perfect robbery finally takes shape.

The plot’s ingenuity lies in its simplicity: stolen gold melted into souvenir Eiffel Towers and smuggled abroad. Each step of the scheme contains the seeds of its own undoing, giving the film its gentle tension.

Guinness’s performance is a masterclass in quiet desperation, capturing a man who has spent his life feeling invisible. The result is a crime comedy of rare balance and charm.

Bowie: The Man Who Changed the World

Sky Documentaries, 5.00pm
This documentary traces David Bowie’s restless reinvention across music, fashion and performance. Archive footage and interviews reveal an artist who treated identity as a creative medium, reshaping the possibilities of pop.

From Ziggy Stardust to the Berlin years, the film charts Bowie’s refusal to remain still. It’s a portrait of an artist who understood the cultural power of transformation.

Culture Vulture has explored Bowie’s legacy before, but this documentary remains a valuable entry point into his singular career.

🌟 Minority Report (2002)Expanded (Feature Film)

ITV2, 8.30pm
Steven Spielberg’s futuristic thriller imagines a world where murders are predicted before they occur, and where policing becomes an act of pre‑emptive control. Tom Cruise plays a PreCrime officer whose life collapses when the system identifies him as a future killer.

The film blends noir and science fiction, using its chase narrative to probe questions of free will, state power and technological authority. Spielberg’s vision of a world governed by data feels eerily close to contemporary debates about algorithmic policing.

Two decades on, the film’s prescience is startling. Its depiction of personalised advertising, predictive analytics and state surveillance has only grown more relevant. The film’s sleek surfaces conceal a deep unease about the erosion of agency.

Cruise’s performance is one of his most grounded, playing a man caught between grief, guilt and a system that no longer recognises his humanity. The supporting cast — particularly Samantha Morton — adds emotional weight to the film’s philosophical concerns.

What endures is the film’s moral clarity: a warning about the seductions of certainty, and the danger of believing that technology can absolve us of human judgment.


The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey (2012)

Sky One, 8.00pm
Peter Jackson’s return to Middle‑earth begins with Bilbo Baggins being swept into an adventure he never sought. Martin Freeman brings warmth and humour to the reluctant hero, grounding the film’s spectacle in character.

The film revisits the landscapes and mythic atmosphere that defined Jackson’s earlier trilogy, though with a lighter tone befitting Tolkien’s original novel.

Themes of courage, friendship and homecoming give the film its emotional core.

The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel (2011)Expanded (Feature Film)

5Star, 9.00pm
This gentle ensemble drama follows a group of British retirees who travel to India in search of comfort and reinvention, only to find a hotel far less luxurious than advertised. Judi Dench, Bill Nighy and Maggie Smith bring warmth and nuance to their roles.

The film explores ageing with tenderness, acknowledging both the losses and the freedoms that come with later life. Its humour is understated, rooted in character rather than caricature.

What gives the film its staying power is its generosity. It treats its characters not as comic stereotypes but as people negotiating change, regret and the possibility of renewal. The Indian setting becomes a catalyst rather than a backdrop.

The film’s optimism is quiet rather than sentimental. It suggests that reinvention is possible at any age, but only through honesty and connection. The ensemble cast — each given space to breathe — reinforces this sense of shared humanity.

In a week filled with darker themes, The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel offers a reminder that gentleness can be radical, and that stories about older lives deserve the same emotional complexity as any coming‑of‑age tale.


One Hit Wonders at the BBC

BBC Two, 9.00pm / 10.00pm / 11.00pm
A night of pop nostalgia drawn from decades of BBC performances. The programmes revisit chart‑topping artists who enjoyed a brief moment of fame, offering both curiosity and cultural history.

Beyond the novelty, the series becomes a study of shifting musical fashions and the fleeting nature of pop success.

It’s a warm, lightly eccentric celebration of the ephemeral.

The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry (2023)Expanded (Feature Film)

Channel 4, 10.00pm
Jim Broadbent plays Harold Fry, a quiet retiree who sets out to walk across England after learning that a former colleague is dying. What begins as a simple gesture becomes a journey through memory, regret and the landscapes of a life half‑examined.

The film unfolds at a gentle pace, allowing the countryside and Harold’s encounters to shape his emotional transformation. Broadbent’s performance is understated, capturing a man who has spent years avoiding his own grief.

The story’s power lies in its restraint. It avoids sentimentality, instead offering a portrait of a man slowly learning to face the truths he has long buried. The journey becomes a form of penance and, eventually, reconciliation.

Visually, the film treats England not as postcard scenery but as a lived landscape — one marked by memory, class and quiet resilience. Each encounter Harold has along the way adds texture to the film’s emotional palette.

By the end, the pilgrimage feels both deeply personal and quietly universal: a reminder that healing often begins with the smallest step.

A Brief History of a Family (2024)

BBC Four, 10.40pm
This unsettling Chinese drama begins with a seemingly innocent friendship between two schoolboys that gradually reveals deeper tensions.

As one boy becomes increasingly embedded in the other’s affluent family, questions of class, ambition and parental expectation emerge.

The film builds a slow, lingering psychological unease that stays with you long after it ends.

Blade Runner 2049 (2017)Expanded (Feature Film)

BBC One, 11.00pm
Denis Villeneuve’s sequel to Ridley Scott’s classic expands the world of replicants and artificial humanity with extraordinary visual ambition. Ryan Gosling plays a replicant hunter who uncovers a secret that threatens the fragile balance between humans and their creations.

The film’s scale is immense, but its emotional core is intimate: a meditation on identity, memory and the longing to be more than one’s design. Villeneuve’s direction and Roger Deakins’s cinematography create a world that feels both vast and suffocating.

What distinguishes the film is its patience. It allows silence, stillness and ambiguity to shape its narrative. The result is a science‑fiction epic that trusts its audience to sit with uncertainty.

The supporting performances — particularly Ana de Armas and Harrison Ford — deepen the film’s exploration of connection and loss. The film’s soundscape, too, reinforces its sense of existential disquiet.

Few sequels justify their existence so fully. Blade Runner 2049 stands as a work of philosophical cinema, asking what it means to be human in a world built on artificiality.

Sound of Metal (2019)

BBC Two, 12.00am
Riz Ahmed gives a remarkable performance as a drummer whose sudden hearing loss forces him to confront a future he never imagined. The film’s innovative sound design places viewers inside his disorientation.

The story becomes a meditation on acceptance, identity and the limits of control.

It’s a film of rare empathy and emotional precision.

Fury (2014)

Channel 4, 12.00am
Brad Pitt leads a battle‑weary tank crew in the final days of the Second World War. The film rejects heroic spectacle in favour of exhaustion, brutality and the psychological toll of prolonged combat.

The tank becomes a claustrophobic stage for moral conflict, loyalty and survival. The film’s violence is harsh rather than sensational, reflecting the grinding attrition of war.

What emerges is a portrait of men shaped — and damaged — by the machinery of conflict. The camaraderie is real but fragile, built on necessity rather than sentiment.

Pitt’s performance captures the contradictions of leadership under pressure: authority, weariness and a flicker of humanity that refuses to die. The supporting cast adds texture to the film’s bleak emotional landscape.

Fury stands as a reminder that war films can be both unflinching and morally attentive, refusing to sanitise the cost of violence.


Sunday

Little Women (2019)

Film4, 4.00pm
Greta Gerwig’s adaptation of Alcott’s classic moves fluidly between past and present, capturing the ambitions and frustrations of the March sisters.

Saoirse Ronan leads a strong ensemble cast in a version that feels both faithful and modern.

The film’s warmth and intelligence make it a standout literary adaptation.

🌟 The Capture – Episode 1: “Don’t Look at the Camera”

BBC One, 9.00pm
This gripping surveillance thriller returns with a new series exploring manipulated video evidence and digital deception.

Every image becomes suspect as investigators attempt to unravel a mysterious case.

In an age of deepfakes and algorithmic manipulation, the drama feels unsettlingly plausible.

The End We Start From (2023)

BBC Two, 9.00pm
Jodie Comer plays a new mother navigating a flooded, collapsing Britain after an environmental disaster. The film’s focus is intimate rather than apocalyptic, grounding its dystopia in the fragile bonds of family.

Comer’s performance is raw and compelling, capturing the terror and tenderness of early motherhood under impossible circumstances.

The film’s power lies in its restraint. It avoids spectacle, instead exploring how crisis reshapes identity, responsibility and hope. The flooded landscapes become metaphors for emotional overwhelm.

The narrative’s episodic structure mirrors the disorientation of displacement, emphasising the precarity of safety and the thinness of social order. Each encounter reveals a different facet of survival.

In a week filled with stories about systems and power, The End We Start From stands out for its focus on the personal — a reminder that the human scale is where catastrophe is most deeply felt.

Zero Dark Thirty (2012)

Legend, 9.00pm
Kathryn Bigelow’s thriller dramatises the decade‑long hunt for Osama bin Laden, anchored by Jessica Chastain’s steely performance as a CIA analyst.

The film’s procedural intensity builds toward a gripping final raid sequence.

It remains one of the most debated and compelling military dramas of recent years.

The Manchurian Candidate (1962)

Sky Arts, 9.00pm
John Frankenheimer’s Cold War thriller remains a masterwork of paranoia and political manipulation. The story of a soldier discovering that a fellow veteran has been brainwashed taps into anxieties that still resonate.

The film blends satire, psychological tension and political critique, creating a world where trust is impossible and reality feels unstable.

Its influence on later political thrillers is immense, shaping the genre’s language of conspiracy and control. The performances — particularly Angela Lansbury’s chilling turn — elevate the film’s already sharp script.

Visually, the film uses stark compositions and disorienting cuts to mirror its characters’ fractured perceptions. The result is a thriller that feels both of its time and eerily contemporary.

In an age of misinformation and political theatre, The Manchurian Candidate remains a disturbingly relevant study of power and manipulation.

Platoon (1986)

BBC Two, 10.00pm
Oliver Stone’s Vietnam drama draws directly on his own experience as a soldier, giving the film its raw emotional honesty. Charlie Sheen plays a young recruit caught between two sergeants who embody opposing moral visions of the war.

The film’s power lies in its refusal to romanticise conflict. It presents Vietnam as a moral quagmire where idealism is quickly eroded by fear, exhaustion and brutality.

Platoon helped redefine the modern war movie, shifting the genre away from heroism and towards psychological truth.

Faked: Hunting My Online Predator

ITV1, 10.20pm
This investigative documentary explores the disturbing world of online predators and the ease with which trust can be manipulated in digital spaces.

Through undercover work and testimony from victims, the programme reveals how anonymity enables exploitation and how difficult it can be to trace those responsible.

It is a sobering examination of vulnerability in the online age.

Freaky (2020)

Channel 4, 12.20am
This horror‑comedy gives the body‑swap genre a blood‑spattered twist when a teenage girl finds herself trapped in the body of a serial killer. Vince Vaughn relishes the absurdity, delivering a performance that oscillates between menace and teenage awkwardness.

The film plays its premise for both laughs and tension, using the body‑swap conceit to explore identity, agency and the ways young women are underestimated. Kathryn Newton brings sharp comic timing to the role, grounding the chaos in character.

What distinguishes Freaky is its tonal confidence. It embraces the silliness of its concept without sacrificing emotional stakes, allowing the horror and comedy to sharpen each other. The violence is stylised rather than gratuitous, echoing the playful brutality of 1980s slashers.

The film also carries a sly feminist undercurrent. By placing a teenage girl inside the body of a hulking killer, it exposes the gendered assumptions that shape how characters are perceived and treated. The result is both entertaining and quietly pointed.

As a late‑night offering, Freaky is a gleefully self‑aware genre mash‑up — one that understands that horror and humour often spring from the same place.

The Last Black Man in San Francisco (2019)

BBC Two, Monday, 12.00am
This lyrical drama follows a young man determined to reclaim the Victorian house his grandfather once built, now lost to gentrification.

The film explores friendship, displacement and the emotional geography of a rapidly changing city.

Visually striking and poetically told, it remains one of the most distinctive American independent films of recent years.


Monday

Panorama – Dangerous Dogs: Is the Ban Working?

BBC One, 8.00pm
The BBC’s flagship investigative programme examines whether Britain’s breed‑specific dog legislation has reduced attacks.

Journalists speak to victims, experts and campaigners, assessing the law’s effectiveness and the gaps in enforcement.

The programme raises difficult questions about responsibility, regulation and public safety.

The Secret Rules of Modern Living: Algorithms

BBC Four, 10.00pm
This documentary explains the mathematical instructions that quietly govern modern life, from online recommendations to financial markets.

It demystifies the systems that shape our choices, revealing both their elegance and their opacity.

A clear, engaging introduction to the hidden architecture of the digital world.

Cold War (2018)

Film4, 1.30am
Paweł Pawlikowski’s haunting black‑and‑white drama traces a turbulent love affair across post‑war Europe. The lovers — a musician and a singer — drift between Poland and Paris, their relationship shaped by politics, exile and longing.

The film’s visual style is austere and beautiful, using tight framing and stark contrasts to evoke emotional confinement. Each scene feels sculpted, capturing the fragility of connection in a world defined by borders.

The narrative unfolds in fragments, mirroring the lovers’ fractured lives. Their passion is intense but unsustainable, repeatedly undermined by circumstance and temperament. The film refuses easy sentiment, acknowledging that love can be both sustaining and destructive.

Music becomes the film’s emotional language, shifting from folk traditions to jazz as the characters move through different cultural worlds. These musical transformations reflect the changing political and personal landscapes they inhabit.

Cold War is a story of longing without resolution — a portrait of two people bound together yet perpetually out of step, caught between desire and the forces that shape their lives.

No Other Land (2024)

Channel 4, 2.15am
This powerful documentary examines the struggle of Palestinian communities facing displacement in the West Bank.

Combining personal testimony with on‑the‑ground footage, it documents the daily realities of life under occupation.

The film offers a stark, deeply human portrait of resilience.


Tuesday

Liza Minnelli: Hollywood’s Golden Child

Sky Arts, 9.00pm
A celebratory profile of Liza Minnelli, tracing her rise from Broadway to international stardom.

The documentary explores how she forged her own identity despite growing up in the shadow of Hollywood royalty.

It is both tribute and portrait of a singular performer.

Glenn Close: A Feminist Force

Sky Arts, 10.15pm
This profile examines Glenn Close’s career and her portrayals of complex, formidable women.

From Fatal Attraction to Dangerous Liaisons, the documentary reflects on how her work challenged traditional depictions of femininity.

A thoughtful look at an actor who reshaped expectations of female roles.

Cat Person (2023)

BBC Three, 10.15pm
Adapted from the viral New Yorker story, this uneasy drama explores modern dating, digital miscommunication and the gulf between perception and reality. The film follows a young woman whose seemingly ordinary romance begins to reveal darker psychological undercurrents.

The adaptation expands the short story’s ambiguities, giving space to the anxieties and projections that shape contemporary intimacy. It captures the tension between online personas and real‑world behaviour, and the difficulty of trusting one’s instincts.

The film’s tone is deliberately disquieting. Scenes that begin with romantic possibility often curdle into something more ambiguous, reflecting the protagonist’s shifting sense of safety. The result is a portrait of dating shaped by fear, uncertainty and the pressure to appear agreeable.

Performances are key to the film’s impact. The leads navigate the story’s emotional volatility with precision, revealing how small misunderstandings can escalate into something more threatening.

Cat Person becomes a study of power, vulnerability and the stories we tell ourselves about other people — and about our own desires.

The Most Dangerous Game (1932)

Talking Pictures, 11.35pm
This early thriller follows a shipwreck survivor who discovers that his aristocratic host hunts human beings for sport.

Tightly paced and atmospheric, the film blends adventure with horror.

Its premise has influenced countless later thrillers.


Wednesday

🌟 Boys from the Blackstuff – “Yosser’s Story”

BBC Four, 10.00pm
Alan Bleasdale’s landmark drama remains one of the most powerful works of British television.

Bernard Hill’s portrayal of Yosser Hughes — a man driven to desperation by unemployment and economic collapse — is unforgettable.

The episode’s cry of “Gizza job!” still echoes across British cultural memory.

Boys from the Blackstuff – “George’s Last Ride”

BBC Four, 11.10pm
This companion episode shifts focus to another member of the group as he struggles to preserve dignity amid hardship.

Bleasdale balances humour and tragedy with remarkable empathy.

The series remains a benchmark for socially conscious drama.

The Father (2020)Expanded (Feature Film)

Film4, 11.20pm
Anthony Hopkins delivers a devastating performance as a man whose dementia fractures his sense of reality. The film’s structure mirrors his confusion, shifting locations, faces and timelines to place the viewer inside his disorientation.

The result is a rare cinematic achievement: a subjective portrait of cognitive decline that is both emotionally overwhelming and formally precise. Hopkins’s performance is matched by Olivia Colman’s quiet heartbreak as a daughter trying to care for a father she is slowly losing.

The film avoids sentimentality, instead confronting the fear, frustration and grief that accompany dementia. Its power lies in its honesty — a refusal to soften the experience for the sake of comfort.

Visually, the film uses subtle changes in décor and space to signal the protagonist’s shifting perceptions. These details accumulate, creating a sense of instability that is both intimate and unsettling.

The Father stands as one of the most humane and formally daring films about ageing and memory in recent years.

Harriet (2019)

BBC One, 12.00am
This biographical drama tells the story of Harriet Tubman, the escaped slave who became a conductor on the Underground Railroad.

Cynthia Erivo brings fierce determination to the role, capturing Tubman’s courage and resolve.

The film honours a life defined by resistance and liberation.


Thursday

The Invention of Surgery

PBS America, 5.40pm
This documentary traces the origins of modern surgical techniques and the pioneers who transformed medicine.

Archive material and expert commentary reveal how radical innovations became routine procedures.

A reminder of the courage required to push medical knowledge forward.

M*A*S*H (1970) )

Great TV, 9.00pm
Robert Altman’s irreverent war comedy follows army surgeons stationed at a mobile hospital during the Korean War. Beneath its anarchic humour lies a sharp critique of military bureaucracy and the absurdity of conflict.

The film’s loose, overlapping dialogue and ensemble structure create a sense of organised chaos, reflecting both the camaraderie and the moral ambiguity of life in a war zone.

Altman’s satire is pointed but humane. The surgeons’ irreverence becomes a coping mechanism, a way of surviving the relentless proximity of death. The humour never trivialises the suffering around them; instead, it exposes the contradictions of military life.

The film’s influence on later war comedies and ensemble dramas is immense, shaping a generation of filmmakers who embraced its blend of cynicism and compassion.

More than fifty years on, M*A*S*H remains a potent reminder that laughter can be a form of resistance — and that irreverence can reveal truths that solemnity obscures.

Donnie Brasco (1997)

Legend, 9.00pm
Johnny Depp plays an undercover FBI agent who infiltrates the Mafia and forms an unlikely bond with ageing gangster Lefty Ruggiero. Al Pacino brings tragic depth to the role of a man whose loyalty is both his strength and his undoing. The film becomes a poignant study of trust, betrayal and the emotional cost of living a double life.

The Body in the Thames: The Story of Adam

Channel 5, 10.00pm
This documentary revisits the disturbing discovery of a young boy’s torso in the Thames in 2001. The investigation uncovered links to trafficking networks and ritualistic practices. The programme explores the painstaking detective work behind the case.

The Killing Fields (1984)

Film4, 11.05pm
Roland Joffé’s harrowing drama tells the story of journalists caught in Cambodia during the Khmer Rouge takeover. Through the friendship between reporter Sydney Schanberg and interpreter Dith Pran, the film reveals the human cost of political catastrophe.

The film’s emotional power lies in its refusal to look away. It depicts the brutality of the regime with clarity but without exploitation, grounding its horror in personal experience rather than spectacle.

Haing S. Ngor’s performance as Pran is extraordinary — a portrayal shaped by his own survival of the Khmer Rouge. His presence gives the film a moral weight that few political dramas achieve.

Visually, the film contrasts the beauty of Cambodia’s landscapes with the terror unfolding within them, creating a sense of loss that is both cultural and personal.

The Killing Fields remains one of the most important political dramas of the 1980s — a testament to friendship, endurance and the necessity of bearing witness.


Friday

Bombshell: The Hidden Story of the Atomic Bomb

PBS America, 8.55pm
This documentary examines how the US government shaped public understanding of the atomic bomb after the Second World War. Historians and archive footage reveal how propaganda framed nuclear weapons as symbols of progress. A fascinating study of media, politics and technological power.


Girl (2023) )

BBC Two, 11.00pm
This contemporary British drama explores a relationship strained by buried resentments and emotional dependence. The film unfolds through intimate, often uncomfortable interactions rather than plot-driven spectacle.

Its strength lies in its attention to emotional detail. Small gestures, silences and hesitations reveal the fault lines within the relationship, creating a portrait of two people who cannot articulate what they need.

The film’s visual style is restrained, using close framing to heighten the sense of claustrophobia. The domestic spaces feel both familiar and suffocating, reflecting the characters’ inability to escape their patterns.

Performances are quietly powerful, capturing the push‑and‑pull of affection, frustration and fear. The film resists easy resolution, acknowledging that some relationships erode not through dramatic rupture but through accumulated hurt.

Girl rewards patient viewing — a subtle, emotionally intelligent drama about the difficulty of change.


Streaming Picks — Expanded Reviews

Netflix — The Man in the High Castle (all four seasons, from 11 March)

This adaptation of Philip K. Dick’s novel imagines an alternate history in which the Axis powers won the Second World War. The series explores resistance, propaganda and the fragility of truth in a world defined by authoritarian control. Its shifting realities and moral ambiguities make it one of the more ambitious dystopian dramas of recent years.

Netflix — I Swear (film, from 10 March)

A tense contemporary drama about a friendship tested by a shared secret. The film examines loyalty, guilt and the consequences of silence, unfolding with a slow‑burn intensity that rewards close attention.

Apple TV+ — Twisted Yoga (three‑part documentary, from 13 March)

This investigative series looks at the darker side of wellness culture, tracing how spiritual language can mask manipulation and exploitation. Through interviews and archival material, it reveals the vulnerabilities that charismatic leaders can exploit.

Viaplay — Paradis City (series, from 7 March)

A crime drama set in a sun‑drenched coastal community where corruption and ambition simmer beneath the surface. The series blends noir atmosphere with character‑driven storytelling, exploring how far people will go to protect their own.

Prime Video — Scarpetta (eight‑part crime drama, from 11 March)

Based on Patricia Cornwell’s forensic thrillers, this series follows medical examiner Kay Scarpetta as she investigates complex, often disturbing cases. The show balances procedural detail with psychological insight, offering a grounded, character‑led take on the crime genre.

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Wild London on Netflix: Rethinking Nature in the Heart of the City

A fox standing next to a London litter bin in a park setting, with grass and trees in the background.
An intrepid fox in London

David Attenborough traces the hidden life of a city too often dismissed as tamed, Wild London invites us to look again at the creatures living alongside us and the assumptions that shape what we call “nature.” In following foxes, hedgehogs and flashes of parakeet green across the capital, it becomes a study not just of wildlife, but of how perception defines the world we think we see.

Wild London is, at heart, a documentary about perception—about what we see, what we overlook, and what we choose to believe is “nature.” It’s a film that gently but insistently asks us to reconsider the boundaries of the wild, and in doing so, it becomes as much about human understanding of reality as it is about foxes, hedgehogs, or the improbable green flash of parakeets over a grey city.

The city as a living organism

London is presented not as a backdrop but as a habitat—one shaped by centuries of human intention, yet constantly reinterpreted by the animals that move through it. The foxes, with their uncanny ease in alleyways and gardens, read the city with a fluency that borders on the unsettling. They navigate our infrastructure with a kind of pragmatic intelligence, revealing how porous the line is between “our” world and theirs. Their migration from countryside to city becomes a quiet indictment of the landscapes we’ve degraded, but also a testament to their adaptability. They remind us that reality is not fixed; it is negotiated, daily, by every creature trying to survive within it.

Human intervention and the limits of our awareness

The hedgehog sequences hint at something deeper: the human desire to intervene, to repair, to atone. Volunteers carve corridors through fences, leave food out, and try to reverse the consequences of decades of ecological neglect. Yet the programme only brushes against the motivations behind these acts. What compels someone to dedicate their evenings to a creature they may never see? What stories do they tell themselves about responsibility, about stewardship, about the kind of country they want to live in? These are questions that sit at the edge of the documentary, unspoken but present, revealing how our understanding of reality is shaped not just by what we observe but by what we feel morally compelled to protect.

The parakeets and the stories we invent

The parakeets are one of the documentary’s most intriguing thread—not just because of their improbable presence, but because of the myths that surround them. Their origin story is a patchwork of rumour, folklore, and half-truths: escaped pets, film-set accidents, a rock star’s impulsive release. The programme acknowledges the mystery but doesn’t fully explore what it reveals about us. Faced with a species that defies our expectations, we fill the gaps with narrative. We invent explanations that feel satisfying, even when they’re unverifiable. In this way, the parakeets become a mirror: a reminder that our understanding of the natural world is always filtered through story, assumption, and the need to make sense of the unfamiliar.

A distinctly British lens

There’s a quiet national pride in the programme’s focus on homegrown wildlife. So much nature filmmaking chases the exotic—the lions, the tigers, the sweeping landscapes of elsewhere. Wild London resists that impulse. It insists that the fox under the streetlamp, the hedgehog rustling through a suburban garden, the parakeet perched improbably on a London plane tree, are worthy of the same attention. It reframes British wildlife not as an afterthought but as a subject with its own drama, its own beauty, its own political and ecological stakes. For viewers who care about the state of this country—its landscapes, its identity, its future—there’s something grounding, even affirming, in that.

Reality as a shared construction

What stayed in my mind after the credits is the sense that reality in a city like London is a shared construction. Humans build the structures, but animals reinterpret them. We draw boundaries, but they cross them. We tell stories about the wild being elsewhere, but the wild quietly insists on being here. The documentary hints at this philosophical undercurrent without naming it: that our understanding of the world is partial, contingent, and often shaped by what we choose not to see. The animals, simply by existing alongside us, challenge that selective vision.

A one-off that gestures toward a larger truth

As a single programme, Wild London is compelling, but it feels like the opening chapter of a much larger story. A series could have traced the human–animal relationship more deeply, explored the ecological histories that brought each species into the city, and examined how our own narratives shape what we perceive as “natural.” But even in its brevity, the documentary succeeds in unsettling the viewer just enough to look again—to notice the movement in the margins, the life unfolding in parallel, the reality that exists beyond our immediate awareness.

It leaves you with a simple but profound question: if this is what’s happening on our doorstep, what else have we failed to see?

By Pat Harrington

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Culture Vulture – Saturday 28 February to Friday 6 March 2026

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Welcome to Culture Vulture for a week threaded with the quiet hum of machines — not the shiny, utopian kind, but the systems that shape how we work, watch, grieve and make sense of ourselves. Across the documentaries especially, technology isn’t a backdrop so much as an unseen actor: algorithms curating a child’s inner world, automation rewriting the social contract, digital architectures deciding whose stories rise and whose fall away. Even the dramas carry that faint charge of systems pressing in on ordinary lives. What emerges is a portrait of people navigating forces larger than them — economic, political, computational — and trying to hold on to something human in the middle of it. Selections and reviews are by Pat Harrington.

Saturday 28 February

10:05am – Odette (BBC Two, 1950)

Odette opens like a film that knows exactly what it is: a wartime biography stripped of triumphal varnish, anchored instead in the quiet, grinding courage of a woman who never asked to be anyone’s symbol. Anna Neagle’s Odette Sansom is not the glossy poster‑heroine of post‑war mythmaking but something far more compelling—a civilian caught in the machinery of history, brittle yet unbending, her resolve forged not from ideology but from duty and an almost stubborn decency. The film’s refusal to sentimentalise her ordeal is its greatest strength. It traces her path from accidental recruitment to SOE agent, through capture, torture, and Ravensbrück, with a restraint that feels almost radical for its time. The horrors are not softened, but neither are they theatrically displayed; they are endured, absorbed, carried.

The supporting cast—Trevor Howard’s steady Peter Churchill, Marius Goring’s icy presence, Bernard Lee’s familiar British stoicism—forms a constellation around Neagle without dimming her. The film’s authenticity is sharpened by the presence of real SOE figures playing themselves, a reminder that this story was still raw, still lived memory in 1950. That proximity to the war gives the film its particular texture: a sense of national reckoning rather than national boasting. It belongs to that early post‑war cycle of British resistance dramas, but where others lean into patriotic uplift, Odette opts for something quieter and more morally attentive. Heroism here is not spectacle but stamina—the slow, stubborn refusal to break.

What impresses me most is the film’s emotional economy. Neagle allows herself flickers of vulnerability only in scenes with her children; once she steps into the shadows of occupied France, she becomes almost ascetic, a vessel for endurance rather than expression. That choice—whether actor’s instinct or directorial design—gives the film its austere power. It’s a portrait of a woman who survives not because she is fearless, but because she refuses to relinquish her sense of self, even when the world tries to grind it out of her.

12:25pm – The Simpsons Movie (Channel 4, 2007)

The Simpsons Movie still fizzes with that unmistakable Springfield energy, but what stands out on a rewatch is how deftly it braids its slapstick with something more pointed. The film opens with the familiar rhythms of small‑town chaos, yet quickly pivots into a satire of environmental collapse that feels, if anything, sharper now than it did in 2007. Lake Springfield becomes a kind of moral barometer: a body of water so toxically abused that it forces the town—and Homer in particular—into a reckoning with the consequences of their own carelessness. The joke, of course, is that no one wants to reckon with anything. The townspeople prefer denial, the media prefers spectacle, and the political class prefers the illusion of decisive action over the real thing.

That’s where the film’s critique of civic failure lands. President Schwarzenegger’s rubber‑stamping of the EPA’s most extreme plan is played for laughs, but it’s also a neat little parable about the dangers of outsourcing responsibility to institutions that are themselves flailing. The giant dome dropped over Springfield is both a literal containment strategy and a metaphor for political short‑termism: an attempt to seal away a problem rather than address its causes. The film’s environmental thread—corporate pollution, public apathy, and the seductive ease of blaming someone else—gives it a moral backbone that never feels heavy‑handed because it’s wrapped in the show’s trademark irreverence.

Yet the emotional ballast is the family. Marge’s taped message to Homer is one of the most quietly devastating moments in the franchise, a reminder that beneath the absurdity lies a story about a marriage stretched to breaking point by one man’s refusal to grow up. Bart’s flirtation with Flanders as a surrogate father is both funny and painfully revealing. Lisa’s earnest activism, so often the butt of the joke, becomes the film’s conscience. And Homer—selfish, oblivious, but ultimately capable of change—stumbles toward redemption not through grand gestures but through the slow, reluctant acceptance that his actions have consequences.

The film’s real achievement is its balance: a blockbuster comedy that skewers environmental negligence and political incompetence while still finding space for a tender portrait of a family trying, against all odds, to hold together. It’s Springfield at its most chaotic and its most human.

1:30pm – I Was Monty’s Double (BBC Two, 1958)

sits in that fascinating corner of post‑war British cinema where truth is so improbable it feels like fiction, yet the film plays it with such straight‑faced composure that the strangeness becomes its own quiet thrill. The premise alone is irresistible: M. E. Clifton James, a modest actor and army pay‑corps lieutenant, is plucked from obscurity because he happens to look uncannily like General Montgomery, then trained to impersonate him as part of an elaborate Allied deception plan. The fact that James plays himself adds a faintly uncanny shimmer to the whole thing—an actor portraying himself portraying someone else, a man whose identity becomes a strategic instrument rather than a personal possession.

The film unfolds with a clipped, procedural confidence. John Mills and Cecil Parker, as the intelligence officers who spot James’s potential, guide him through the transformation: the gait, the clipped delivery, the brusque authority. What emerges is less a thriller than a study in the mechanics of misdirection. The tension comes not from explosions or chases but from the fragility of performance—how a single misplaced gesture or moment of hesitation could unravel an operation on which thousands of lives depend. That fragility gives the film its moral undertow. James is essential yet expendable, central yet isolated, a man whose safety is secondary to the illusion he must maintain. Wartime strategy, the film suggests, is built on the quiet sacrifice of individuals whose names rarely make the history books.

There’s a certain austerity to the filmmaking—clean lines, unfussy pacing, a refusal to sensationalise—that places it firmly in the lineage of British war dramas made while memories were still raw. Yet it has a slyness too, a recognition of the absurdity inherent in the situation. James’s own presence lends it a documentary authenticity, but also a melancholy: he is both protagonist and pawn, a reminder that identity in wartime is something the state can requisition at will. The result is a film that works as caper, character study, and meditation on the strange labour of deception that underpins military success.

8:15pm – Roman Empire by Train with Alice Roberts (Channel 4) four of six: The Streets of Turin

Roberts’ clarity and generosity turn this historical travelogue into a meditation on infrastructure, empire and the stories landscapes hold.

9:00pm –Sneaker Wars – A Rivalry Begins, one of three (Nat Geo)

Sneaker Wars – A Rivalry Begins treats the Adidas–Puma feud not as a corporate scuffle but as a full‑blown family saga, a tale in which branding becomes bloodline and competition hardens into inheritance. The documentary traces the rupture between the Dassler brothers—Adi and Rudi—with the pacing of a domestic drama: two men bound by craft, temperamentally mismatched, and ultimately undone by suspicion, pride, and the slow corrosion of proximity. What emerges is a portrait of twentieth‑century industry built on something far more volatile than market forces: the emotional weather of a family that never learned how to coexist.

The film’s strength lies in how it frames the companies not as abstract entities but as extensions of personality. Adidas’s precision and quiet discipline mirror Adi’s meticulousness; Puma’s swagger and aggression reflect Rudi’s restless ambition. The split becomes a kind of industrial Cain‑and‑Abel story, with Herzogenaurach—their hometown—caught in the crossfire, its streets, football clubs, and even pubs divided along brand loyalties. The documentary lingers on this civic partitioning, showing how a private feud can calcify into public identity, shaping everything from local culture to global sportswear aesthetics.

There’s a melancholy undercurrent too. The brothers’ rivalry fuels innovation, sponsorship deals, and the rise of sports branding as a global force, but it also leaves a trail of personal wreckage: a family permanently sundered, a town taught to choose sides, and a legacy defined as much by bitterness as by brilliance. The film doesn’t overstate this; it simply lets the archival footage and interviews reveal how competition, once entwined with kinship, becomes impossible to disentangle from loss.

The result is a story about the strange alchemy of modern branding—how identity can be manufactured, inherited, weaponised—and how the world’s most recognisable logos were born not from boardroom strategy but from a fraternal cold war that never truly ended.

9:15pm – Bill Bailey’s Vietnam (Channel 4)

unfolds as a warm, curious wander through a country whose history is too often flattened into conflict and cliché. Bailey approaches Vietnam not as a stage for Western anxieties but as a living, breathing place, and his humour—gentle, observational, slightly baffled—acts as a solvent rather than a shield. It loosens the viewer, opens the door, and lets the past be encountered without the usual stiffness. He moves through markets, memorials, and back‑street cafés with the air of a man genuinely delighted to be learning, and that delight becomes the programme’s quiet engine.

The series is at its best when it lets Bailey’s curiosity lead him into conversations that reveal the layers beneath the tourist‑friendly surface: the intergenerational memories of war, the resilience of communities shaped by upheaval, the cultural continuities that survived despite everything. His jokes never trivialise these histories; instead, they create space around them, allowing difficult subjects to be approached without solemnity or spectacle. There’s a generosity to his presence—he listens more than he performs, and when he does perform, it’s in service of connection rather than commentary.

Visually, the programme leans into Vietnam’s contrasts: the frenetic energy of Ho Chi Minh City, the contemplative hush of rural temples, the lushness of landscapes that have outlived empires. Bailey’s narration threads these scenes together with a tone that is part travelogue, part cultural essay, part personal diary. The result is a portrait of Vietnam that feels lived‑in rather than surveyed, attentive rather than extractive.

It’s a gentle reminder that history is not a closed chapter but a texture running through the present—and that sometimes the best way to approach it is with humour that invites, rather than deflects, understanding.


Sunday 1 March

12:10pm – The Lady Vanishes (BBC Two, 1938)

The film begins with the breezy charm of a continental holiday and slowly tightens its grip until the whole carriage feels airless with suspicion. Hitchcock treats the opening act almost like a social comedy—stranded travellers, petty squabbles, flirtations, the gentle absurdity of being stuck in a hotel where nothing quite works. It’s all lightness and chatter until the disappearance of Miss Froy snaps the film into a different register, revealing the earlier frivolity as a kind of camouflage. What follows is a masterclass in misdirection: a puzzle built from half‑heard conversations, unreliable witnesses, and the unnerving ease with which a crowd will deny the evidence of its own eyes when the truth becomes inconvenient.

The pleasure lies in how deftly Hitchcock shifts tone without breaking rhythm. The train becomes a pressure cooker of political denial, its passengers embodying the spectrum of pre‑war evasions—self‑interest, cowardice, wilful blindness—while the central duo, Iris and Gilbert, piece together a mystery everyone else insists does not exist. Their investigation is both playful and urgent, a flirtation conducted under the shadow of encroaching authoritarianism. The film’s humour never undermines its tension; instead, it sharpens it, reminding us how easily danger can hide behind civility.

By the time the plot reveals its full stakes, the earlier comedy feels like a memory from a safer world. Hitchcock’s trick is to make that shift feel seamless, as though paranoia had been quietly threading itself through the story from the start. It’s a film about vanishing women, vanishing truths, and a continent on the brink of vanishing into conflict—wrapped in the elegant machinery of a thriller that still feels startlingly modern.

5:05pm – Emma (BBC Two, 2020)

Emma is a pastel confection with claws, a film that wields its prettiness like a stiletto. Autumn de Wilde’s adaptation leans into the lacquered surfaces of Highbury—sugared colour palettes, immaculate costumes, rooms arranged like iced cakes—but beneath that elegance runs a sharp critique of class entitlement and the emotional carelessness it breeds. Anya Taylor‑Joy’s Emma is all poise and precision, a young woman so accustomed to being the cleverest person in the room that she mistakes manipulation for benevolence. Her charm is real, but it is not kindness; it is a social instrument she has never been taught to question.

The film’s pleasure lies in watching that certainty fracture. Taylor‑Joy plays Emma’s education not as a grand moral awakening but as a series of small humiliations—misread intentions, wounded friends, the dawning horror of seeing oneself clearly for the first time. The comedy is crisp, almost surgical, and the emotional beats land because the film refuses to let Emma off the hook. Her meddling is not harmless; it has consequences, and the film’s visual precision mirrors the social precision she has failed to exercise.

Around her, the ensemble sparkles. Johnny Flynn’s Knightley brings a grounded warmth that cuts through the confection, while Mia Goth’s Harriet is a study in vulnerability shaped by class deference. Even the supporting figures—Bill Nighy’s hypochondriac Mr Woodhouse, Miranda Hart’s heartbreakingly earnest Miss Bates—are drawn with a generosity that highlights Emma’s blind spots. The world is beautiful, but its hierarchies are not, and the film never lets its heroine forget that.

The lasting impression is of a society arranged like a dollhouse: exquisite, rigid, and quietly suffocating. Emma’s journey is not just toward empathy but toward recognising the limits of her own privilege. The film may look like a bonbon, but it bites.

6pm – The Greatest Showman (E4, 2017)

This is a glossy musical about the seductions of spectacle, a film that understands how easily showmanship can blur into self‑mythology. Its world is lacquered in colour and momentum—songs that swell, choreography that sweeps, emotions pitched to the rafters—but beneath the sheen lies a story about the intoxicating pull of reinvention. Hugh Jackman’s Barnum is less a historical figure than an avatar of ambition, a man who builds a fantasy so dazzling that even he begins to mistake it for truth. The film’s relationship to actual events is tenuous at best, but its emotional sincerity is disarming: it believes wholeheartedly in the power of performance to create belonging, even as it skirts the messier realities of exploitation and exclusion.

The musical numbers are engineered for uplift, each one a miniature crescendo of affirmation. That buoyancy is the film’s defining texture, a refusal to let cynicism intrude on its vision of community forged through spectacle. Yet there’s a tension running quietly underneath—the sense that Barnum’s greatest trick is convincing himself that his pursuit of applause is altruism. The film doesn’t interrogate this deeply, but it gestures toward the cost of chasing admiration at the expense of the people who make the show possible.

What remains is a confection built on earnestness: a celebration of performance as a kind of secular magic, capable of transforming misfits into stars and audiences into believers. It may not be historically rigorous, but it understands the emotional truth of why people gather in the dark to be dazzled.

9pm – Point Break (BBC Three, 1991)

Point Break becomes something more personal when I think back to the first time I saw it—on a ferry, travelling with my sadly now‑departed friend Alan Midgley. Maybe that’s one reason why the film settled so deeply into my favourites. Its core is a relationship defined by intensity, trust, and the inevitability of loss. Kathryn Bigelow’s surf‑noir hymn to adrenaline and doomed loyalty already carries that ache, but watching it with someone whose presence shaped the moment gives it an added undertow.

The film moves with the pulse of a thriller yet carries the emotional weight of a western, its beaches and breakpoints forming a landscape where risk becomes a philosophy. Keanu Reeves’s Johnny Utah enters as an outsider—an FBI agent with something to prove—but the gravitational pull is Patrick Swayze’s Bodhi, a charismatic outlaw‑mystic who believes transcendence lies in the split second between control and oblivion. Their connection is the film’s true engine: a dance of pursuit and recognition, each man glimpsing in the other a version of himself he can’t quite admit to wanting.

Bigelow’s action sequences still feel unmatched—the alleyway foot chase, the skydiving freefall, the ritualistic bank heists—but beneath the adrenaline is a melancholy about the cost of living at the edge. Bodhi’s creed is seductive, but it’s also a trap, demanding total surrender with no safe return. Utah’s pursuit becomes a kind of initiation, a shedding of certainties until duty and desire blur into something uncomfortably intimate.

What stays with me—beyond the craft, beyond the mythic swagger—is that sense of connection forged in motion. A film about brotherhood, loyalty, and the beauty and danger of following someone into the surf, even when you know the tide will take them.

10pm – Misery (BBC Two, 1990)

Misery (BBC Two, 1990) works as a chamber horror built on confinement, obsession, and the uneasy intimacy between creator and audience. The film turns authorship into a physical battleground, trapping Paul Sheldon in a space where writing becomes inseparable from survival and where every small gesture or silence carries threat. The single setting gives the story a theatrical intensity: a locked‑room nightmare in which the boundaries between creative control and captivity collapse.

At its heart is a study of how devotion can harden into possession. Paul isn’t just held hostage in Annie Wilkes’ house; he’s held hostage by her idea of who he should be as a writer. She forces him to resurrect a character he has outgrown, insisting that her love for his work entitles her to shape it. The film becomes a meditation on the entitlement of fandom and the violence that can lurk beneath admiration when it curdles into certainty.

Kathy Bates’ Annie is terrifying because she believes she is righteous. Her punishments are framed as moral corrections, her cruelty as fidelity to the stories she cherishes. Bates plays her with unnerving shifts of temperature—maternal one moment, icy and implacable the next—creating a character whose conviction is more frightening than any outburst. James Caan anchors the film with a weary intelligence, his physical vulnerability matched by a writer’s instinct for reading danger in the smallest change of tone.

Rob Reiner’s direction amplifies the claustrophobia without resorting to excess. Everyday objects—a typewriter, a medicine bottle, a locked door—become instruments of dread, and the pacing lets tension accumulate in the quiet spaces between explosions of violence. The result is a story about creativity under siege, the peril of being consumed by one’s own audience, and the horror of someone who loves you so much they’re willing to break you to keep you exactly as they want.

11:45pm – Hounded (BBC Two, 2022)

a late‑night snarl of a thriller, a story that strips class cruelty down to its bare, ugly mechanics. It takes the old aristocratic pastime of the hunt and turns it inside out, forcing its young protagonists into the role of quarry for a family who treat violence as both inheritance and entertainment. The film doesn’t bother with subtlety—its indictment of inherited power is blunt, almost primitive—but that bluntness is part of its charge. It understands that some hierarchies aren’t refined; they’re feral.

The tension comes from the collision between entitlement and desperation. The wealthy landowners move through the night with the confidence of people who have never been told no, their cruelty framed as tradition, their violence as a birthright. The young intruders, by contrast, are fighting not just for survival but against a system designed to erase them. The film’s darkness—literal and moral—becomes a kind of arena where the rules are written by those who own the ground beneath everyone’s feet.

What gives the story its bite is the way it frames the hunt as a ritual of power: a performance meant to reaffirm who matters and who doesn’t. There’s no pretence of fairness, no illusion of justice—only the cold satisfaction of dominance exercised without consequence. Yet within that brutality, the film finds flickers of resistance, moments where fear hardens into defiance and the imbalance of power begins to crack.

Monday 2 March

8pm – Panorama: Will Robots Take My Job? (BBC One)

A cool, quietly alarming dispatch from the near‑future that’s already here. Bilton moves through Silicon Valley with the air of someone watching the ground tilt beneath him, meeting engineers who talk about automation not as a possibility but as an inevitability — a workplace redesigned around machines that don’t tire, don’t negotiate and don’t need paying. The film keeps its tone level, almost procedural, which only sharpens the unease: factory robots gliding through tasks once done by people; office software learning to anticipate and replace whole categories of white‑collar work.

What gives the programme its charge is the way it holds two futures in the same frame. One is the utopian pitch — humans freed from drudgery, time reclaimed for creativity and care. The other is the more familiar story of late capitalism: workers discarded in favour of efficiency, communities hollowed out, governments scrambling to retrofit protections after the damage is done. Bilton doesn’t sermonise; he simply shows how quickly the balance is shifting, and how little serious planning is being done for the fallout.

It’s a sober, quietly urgent half‑hour, the kind that leaves you thinking less about robots than about the systems that will decide who benefits from them — and who gets left behind.

10pm – Made by Machine: When AI Met the Archive (BBC Four)

A thoughtful exploration of memory, technology and the ethics of curation.

11:45pm – King of Thieves (BBC One, 2018)

a melancholy heist film that treats ageing not as a punchline but as a weight its characters can’t quite shake. Michael Caine leads a cast of veterans with a weary charm that suits the story’s mood: men who once thrived on precision and camaraderie now moving through a world that has outpaced them, clinging to the rituals of their past because they no longer know who they are without them. The Hatton Garden job becomes less a caper than a last grasp at relevance, a chance to feel sharp and necessary again.

The film’s sadness sits just beneath its banter. The old loyalties are frayed, the trust brittle, the thrill of the job soured by suspicion and the creeping knowledge that time has made them slower, more vulnerable, easier to betray. What begins as nostalgia curdles into something corrosive, a reminder that the past can’t be reclaimed without cost. Caine’s performance captures that tension beautifully—still charismatic, still commanding, but with a flicker of regret behind the bravado.

There’s pleasure in watching these actors share the screen, but the film never lets the charm obscure the truth: this is a story about men out of step with the present, chasing a memory of themselves that no longer fits. The heist is the hook, but the real drama lies in the quiet moments where they realise the world has moved on—and that they can’t.

12am – Official Secrets (BBC Two, 2019)

A quietly furious account of whistleblower Katharine Gun, a film that treats conscience not as an abstract ideal but as something that can upend a life in an instant. It follows the moment her moral instinct collides with the machinery of state power, and the drama unfolds with a steadiness that mirrors Gun’s own clarity: she sees a wrong, she refuses to be complicit, and the consequences close in around her with suffocating inevitability.

Keira Knightley delivers one of her most grounded performances, stripped of ornament, playing Gun with a kind of taut, everyday bravery. There’s no grandstanding, no melodrama—just the quiet terror of someone who realises that doing the right thing may cost her everything. The film’s power lies in that restraint. It shows how whistleblowing is less a heroic gesture than a long, grinding endurance test, where the state’s pressure is psychological as much as legal.

Around her, the film sketches a world of journalists, lawyers, and bureaucrats trying to navigate the moral fog of the pre‑Iraq War years. The tension isn’t in chases or confrontations but in the slow tightening of institutional grip, the way truth becomes something fragile and easily buried. Yet the film never loses sight of its central question: what does it mean to act on conscience when the cost is personal, and the stakes are global?

It’s a sober, compelling piece of work—an anti‑thriller about integrity under pressure, and the quiet courage required to hold a line when the world would prefer you didn’t.

Tuesday 3 March

11am – Magnificent Obsession (Film4, 1954)

Douglas Sirk’s operatic fable of guilt, redemption, and American individualism disguised as romance. It’s a film that treats emotion as architecture—big, swooning, colour‑drenched—and yet beneath the lush surfaces lies something morally strange, even unsettling. Rock Hudson’s reckless playboy is reborn through a philosophy of self‑sacrifice that feels half‑spiritual, half‑self‑mythologising, a creed that insists personal transformation is both a private duty and a public performance.

Sirk leans into the melodrama with absolute conviction: heightened lighting, immaculate compositions, and a sense that every gesture carries symbolic weight. Jane Wyman’s quiet dignity becomes the film’s emotional anchor, her suffering rendered with a sincerity that complicates the story’s more extravagant turns. The romance is less about two people than about the American fantasy of reinvention—how guilt can be alchemised into purpose, how tragedy can be reframed as destiny.

What makes the film intoxicating is its refusal to apologise for its excess. It embraces the idea that redemption is a spectacle, that morality can be staged, and that the heart’s transformations are most powerful when they’re least plausible. It’s a fever dream of feeling, wrapped in satin and sincerity, and its strangeness is precisely what makes it endure.

10:20pm – Storyville: Red Light to Limelight (BBC Four)

Storyville: Red Light to Limelight follows a life rebuilt in real time, a documentary about reinvention and the fragile line between survival and performance. It traces the journey from sex work to the stage with a tenderness that refuses both sensationalism and pity, focusing instead on the craft of becoming someone new while carrying the weight of who you were. The film understands that transformation is rarely clean: it’s a negotiation between past and present, shame and pride, vulnerability and showmanship.

What emerges is a portrait of a performer learning to inhabit their own story without being defined by it. The camera lingers on the small, telling moments—backstage nerves, the discipline of rehearsal, the quiet after applause—revealing how performance becomes both refuge and reckoning. Reinvention here isn’t a glossy narrative arc but a daily practice, a way of surviving by shaping your own myth with honesty rather than escape.

The documentary’s power lies in its gentleness. It treats its subject with respect, allowing contradictions to stand: the desire to move forward without erasing the past, the thrill of being seen alongside the fear of being misunderstood. It’s a story about claiming space, about the courage it takes to step into the light when the world has already decided what shadows you belong in.

1:15am – Mean Streets (Film4, 1973)

Scorsese’s early masterpiece, electric with Catholic guilt, youthful rage, and the kind of loyalty that feels less like devotion than entrapment. The film vibrates with the energy of a director discovering his voice—restless camera work, needle‑drop bravado, and a moral universe where sin and salvation sit uncomfortably close together. Harvey Keitel’s Charlie moves through Little Italy like a man carrying a private penance, trying to balance faith, ambition, and the gravitational pull of his chaotic friend Johnny Boy, played with wild, combustible charm by Robert De Niro.

What gives the film its enduring charge is the claustrophobia of its relationships. Loyalty here isn’t noble; it’s suffocating, a web of obligation and guilt that tightens every time Charlie tries to step outside it. The bars, back rooms, and cramped apartments feel like extensions of his conscience—dimly lit, full of noise, impossible to escape. Scorsese captures the volatility of young men who mistake recklessness for freedom, and the tragedy of a world where violence is both a threat and a language.

It’s a portrait of a neighbourhood, a faith, and a generation caught between aspiration and inevitability. The film’s rawness is its power: a story about men who can’t outrun the codes they were raised in, no matter how brightly the city lights flicker outside.

Wednesday 4 March

8pm – Salt Path: A Very British Scandal (Sky Documentaries)

9pm – Starship Troopers (Legend, 1997)

Starship Troopers plays its satire with a straight face, presenting itself as a glossy fascist blockbuster while quietly dismantling the ideology it imitates. Paul Verhoeven builds a world of perfect teeth, perfect uniforms and perfectly obedient soldiers, a society where propaganda is so omnipresent it becomes invisible. The film’s unsettling sincerity is the point: it invites you to enjoy the spectacle even as it exposes the machinery that produces it.

The critique of militarism runs through every frame. Battles are staged like recruitment ads, news bulletins blur into state messaging, and heroism is defined entirely by usefulness to the war machine. The young recruits—bright, eager, interchangeable—are swept along by a system that rewards conformity and punishes doubt. Verhoeven’s genius lies in refusing to wink; the satire lands because the film commits fully to the aesthetic it’s skewering.

9pm – Hostage (BBC Two)

A forensic look at crisis negotiation and the psychology of captivity.

10pm – Bernard Hill Remembers Boys from the Blackstuff (BBC Four)

This honours both a landmark drama and the man who helped define it. Hill, who played Yosser Hughes, revisits a role that became emblematic of a country in crisis: a man pushed to the brink by unemployment, humiliation and the slow erosion of dignity. His performance was raw enough to become part of the national vocabulary, yet human enough to resist caricature, and this reflection gives space to the emotional labour behind it.

The programme works as a tribute to working‑class storytelling—its urgency, its humour, its refusal to look away from hardship—and to the actors who carried that weight. Hill’s memories underline how Boys from the Blackstuff wasn’t just a drama about economic collapse; it was a piece of witness, shaped by people who understood the stakes. Hearing him return to Yosser now adds a layer of poignancy: the role that once captured a moment of national despair still speaks to the precarity and pressure many face today.

10:10pm – Boys from the Blackstuff – back‑to‑back episodes (BBC Four, 1982)

Boys from the Blackstuff remains one of the most important British dramas ever made, a series that captured the human cost of unemployment with a clarity and compassion that felt incendiary at the time. Alan Bleasdale wrote it in the shadow of mass job losses and political upheaval, and its portraits of men stripped of work, dignity and stability landed like a warning flare. It wasn’t just timely; it was accusatory, insisting that economic policy is never abstract, that it lands in kitchens, marriages, friendships and bodies. Viewers recognised themselves in it, and the country recognised its own fractures.

What made it vital then is what makes it endure now. The series understands how unemployment corrodes more than income: it eats at identity, pride and the fragile social bonds that hold communities together. Yosser Hughes became an emblem not because he was extreme, but because he was recognisable—a man pushed past the edge by a system that treated him as disposable. Bleasdale’s writing refuses caricature; it gives every character a full interior life, showing how despair and humour can coexist, how resilience can look like stubbornness, and how hope can shrink to the size of a single day.

Watching it now, the series feels painfully contemporary. Precarity, bureaucratic indifference, the quiet humiliation of asking for help, the way political decisions ripple through ordinary lives—none of it has faded. Its anger still feels fresh, its empathy still radical. It stands as a reminder that social crises are lived one person at a time, and that drama, when it’s honest, can become a form of witness.

12:10am – Kiss the Girls (BBC One, 1997)

A 90s thriller anchored by Morgan Freeman’s steady, unshowy presence, the kind of performance that gives a familiar genre shape a sense of calm intelligence. The film moves through well‑worn rhythms—abductions, clues, a killer who stays just out of reach—but it carries an enduring dread, a sense of danger that doesn’t rely on shock so much as the slow tightening of a net. Freeman’s Alex Cross is methodical rather than macho, a detective who listens, observes and refuses to be hurried, and that restraint gives the story a grounded weight.

Ashley Judd brings a sharp, wounded resilience that lifts the material, turning what could have been a stock victim role into something more textured. Together, they keep the film from tipping into pulp, even as it leans into the tropes of the era: shadowy basements, coded messages, a villain who thrives on control. It’s a thriller that knows exactly what it is, and within those boundaries it works—solid, unsettling, and carried by actors who understand how to make the familiar feel tense again.

Thursday 5 March

9pm – Reality (Film4, 2023)

Reality unfolds as a taut, near‑real‑time drama built entirely around the interrogation of whistleblower Reality Winner, its tension drawn from the banality of procedure rather than any cinematic flourish. The film traps you in a single room where politeness becomes a weapon and bureaucracy turns into slow suffocation, every pause and paperwork request tightening the air. Sydney Sweeney is startlingly vulnerable, playing Winner with a mix of composure, fear and flickers of defiance that make the stakes feel painfully intimate.

What makes the film so gripping is its fidelity to the transcript: the awkward small talk, the creeping shifts in tone, the way power asserts itself through niceties before revealing its teeth. It’s a portrait of a system that doesn’t need to shout to crush someone; it just needs time, patience and a closed door.

9pm – Molly vs the Machines (Channel 4)

A stark, quietly furious film built around two intertwined narratives: the final months of Molly Russell’s life and the wider economic logic of the platforms that shaped what she saw online. Directed by Emmy‑nominated Marc Silver and co‑written with Shoshana Zuboff, it works closely with Molly’s family and friends to reconstruct how a 14‑year‑old was drawn into a vortex of self‑harm content generated and amplified by engagement‑driven algorithms. The access is intimate without feeling exploitative — her friends, now in their twenties, speaking with the steadiness of people who have had to grow up inside a public tragedy; her father, Ian, tracing the line between private grief and a years‑long fight for accountability. Around them, the film moves through inquest material, whistleblower testimony and the evasive corporate language of Silicon Valley, showing how a teenager’s bedroom connects to boardrooms built on behavioural prediction and profit. The use of AI‑generated imagery and narration is deliberately disquieting, a reminder of how deeply automated systems now mediate emotional life. It’s a hard watch, but a necessary one — a portrait of a family forcing the country to look directly at the systems that failed their daughter.

Friday 6 March

Johnny Guitar (5Action, 1954)

Nicholas Ray’s hallucinatory, heat‑struck western where colour, gender and power are all turned inside‑out. Joan Crawford’s Vienna — imperious, wounded, defiantly self‑authored — faces down Mercedes McCambridge’s Emma in what remains one of cinema’s most electric rivalries: two women shaping the moral weather of an entire town while the men orbit them like anxious satellites. The film’s lurid palette, baroque emotional pitch and anti‑lynch‑mob politics give it a strange, modern charge; it plays less like a traditional western than a feverish parable about fear, desire and the violence of social conformity.

If you want this to sit more tightly with the tone of the other capsules in your guide, I can tune it for length, heat, or emphasis — do you want it punchier, or is this level of atmosphere right for the slot?

9pm – The Thin Red Line (Great! Action, 1998)

Terrence Malick’s lyrical, disquieted war epic, less concerned with strategy or spectacle than with the inner weather of men dropped into catastrophe. Battle becomes a backdrop for meditations on mortality, nature’s indifference, and the psychic unravelling that violence accelerates. The camera drifts through grasslands and chaos with the same hushed curiosity, creating a war film that feels more like a whispered prayer — or a lament — than a march to victory. It’s a film about what conflict does to the soul, not the scoreboard.

9:15–9:50pm – Strike on Iran: The Nuclear Question (PBS)

A grim, quietly absorbing hour that treats the June 2025 strikes not as a flashpoint but as a chain of decisions whose consequences are still radiating outward. FRONTLINE’s rare, tightly managed access inside Iran gives the film an eerie intimacy: scorched laboratories, the homes of murdered scientists, officials speaking in the cool, deniable language of deterrence. The reporting is meticulous, built from satellite analysis, witness accounts and the documentary’s own escorted journey through the sites Israel bombed and the U.S. later hit with bunker‑busters. Over twelve days, scientists were assassinated, underground facilities were breached and Iran’s retaliation drew Washington directly into the conflict — a sequence the film reconstructs with a calm that makes the violence feel even more chilling. What stays with you is the dissonance between the abstractions of statecraft and the material wreckage left behind, a portrait of nuclear politics conducted at distance while families and futures absorb the cost.

Streaming Choices

The Eclipse — Walter Presents (Channel 4 Streaming, all six episodes from Friday 6 March)

A windswept French thriller set on the Aubrac plateau, where a teenage shooting during an eclipse shatters a rural community. The drama follows two gendarmes whose investigation pulls their own families into the blast radius, turning a single tragic moment into a slow unravelling of loyalties, instincts and buried rivalries. It has the textured landscapes and moral ambiguity that define Walter Presents at its best — a community circling its secrets, and parents discovering how far they’ll go to shield their children.

War Machine — Netflix (from Friday 6 March)

A taut, muscular sci‑fi action film in which an elite group of Army Ranger candidates see their final training exercise collapse into a fight for survival against an extraterrestrial killing machine. Alan Ritchson leads with a bruising physicality, but the film’s real charge comes from the way it blends boot‑camp realism with apocalyptic dread — soldiers discovering that the rules they’ve trained under no longer apply. It’s built for a Friday‑night jolt: loud, tense and unashamedly pulpy.

Vladimir — Netflix (all eight episodes from Thursday 5 March)

A darkly playful, psychologically sharp adaptation of Julia May Jonas’s novel, with Rachel Weisz as a professor whose life begins to buckle as she becomes dangerously fixated on a magnetic new colleague. The series leans into fantasy, direct address and unreliable narration, turning desire into something both comic and unsettling. Stylish, intimate and slyly provocative, it’s a campus drama about power, obsession and the stories we tell to justify our impulses.

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Wuthering Heights (2026)

Emerald Fennell’s Wuthering Heights arrives already weighed down by decades of reverence, misreadings and cinematic baggage, yet this loose, provocative retelling still struck me as far more compelling than its detractors allow. It isn’t faithful, nor does it try to be, but its gothic charge, bold choices and emotional clarity make it a far richer experience than the current tide of negativity suggests says Tony Green.

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Introduction

It would probably have been easier to write this review quickly, as I just got on and did it, beginning almost as soon as I left the cinema a week ago. Instead, I’ve spent a whole week watching so many reviews by others on YouTube that I’ve lost count, and re-acquainting myself with the complexities of Emily Brontë’s classic 1847 novel, though again via YouTube rather than by actually re-reading the book, which would take me a lot longer than seven days.

Consequently, my mind is too stuffed full of Wuthering Heights-related facts and opinions for me to be as brief as I intended, and I’d started to doubt my own judgement.

But, while I agree with many of the criticisms of the film I’ve encountered, I still stick with my first impression response and continue to swim against the tide of negativity, and say that I liked it.

There are certainly a lot less enjoyable ways to spend two-hours-and-sixteen minutes on a wet Sunday afternoon.

Writer/Director Emerald Fennell has said that her interpretation was influenced by how the book made her feel when she first read it as a fourteen-year-old girl. This is an important point to keep in mind. How you view this film will depend largely on your own past experience of the story, and of the cultural space it occupies in literary and cinematic history.

For me, my first exposure to it was through the 1939 Hollywood version starring Larence Olivier and Merle Oberon.  

In my memory, I watched it on TV the very first time my parents went out for the evening and left me home alone. That could be a false memory, because I am sometimes an Unreliable Narrator of my own life, but I loved the film whenever I first saw it, and I love it still.

There have been many adaptations of the novel for T.V and cinema, starting with a long-lost 1920 silent version. I must have seen some of them, and dipped into some this week, but none of them have stuck in my memory. The 1939 version will always be my Wuthering Heights, but that is no more faithful to the novel than Fennell’s movie.

I didn’t really become an avid reader until my late teens, so it was likely in the early-mid 1980s that I first read the book. I’ve never found 19th Century English literature to be as compelling as I think I ought, and I doubt I even finished it on that first occasion. But I have since read it from start to finish at least once.

It’s not a novel I can honestly claim to be one of my all-time favourites, one that I finished more with a sense of accomplishment than of enjoyment, but I did at least come to appreciate its complexity and to understand why it is held in such high regard. I’ve enjoyed enhancing that understanding this last week or so.

Almost all attempts at adaptation omit the second half of the novel entirely, the part that deals with the second generation of characters, after the death of Cathy. That was true of ‘my’ 1939 version, and it’s true also of the 2026 version.

This is understandable. You can only do so much in two-hours or so. But it too easily reduces the story to one of a ‘doomed’ or ‘tragic’ love affair.

Certainly, those elements are there in the source material, but there is so much more besides: It’s a dark gothic horror story, a story of revenge, of forgiveness/lack of forgiveness, of obsession and co-dependency, of abuse and cycles of abuse repeating themselves, and of how individuals might break free of these generational cycles.

To this we must add reflections on the restrictions of late 18th/early 19th century society, particularly for women, and attitudes as regards to the ‘otherness’, of the outsider, be it by virtue of class, race or religious unorthodoxy. Then we have near-incest, given that Heathcliff and Cathy are raised almost as brother and sister (or actual incest. Some critics argue that Heathcliff is Mr Earnshaw’s bastard son. But even leaving that aside, nearly everybody in the book ends up marrying their cousin), and the stark contrast between nature in the raw, and the genteel, mannered ‘civilisation’ of the landed class.

By ignoring volume two (the book was originally published as two volumes) you also ignore what a vindictive, vengeful bastard Heathcliff becomes after the death of Cathy.  Sanitising the character by reducing him to a dashing romantic ‘bad boy’ is a predictable route for Hollywood to take. And Emerald Fennell is as guilty of this as everybody else.

I knew nothing of her work before this film, other than that she used to be an actor in Call The Midwife, so I went in with no prior expectations as to what it might be like

But I’ve since learned that she has a certain style that people tend to love or hate. For critics who have seen her previous work to attack this film for being so far from a faithful retelling of Brontë’s story, seems to me to be little more than the result of deliberate and pointless ‘hate-watching’. 

Admittedly, whoever made the decision to tag the movie’s trailers under the heading ‘The Greatest Love Story Ever Told’ and to release it on Valentine’s Day did it no favours, because it’s very far from True Romance. But nor is it mere ‘fan-fiction’ or a film that is unrecognisable as Wuthering Heights, as some have claimed.

All that matters, really, is whether or not the film is an enjoyable experience in its own right, and for me it was, as I suspect it shall be for the majority of its audience.

It will also lead to many of its viewers picking up a copy of the novel for the first time. That has to be a positive, even if, like me that very first time, they give up halfway through.

Negatives

The absence of part two of the story was to be expected, but there were some strange decisions made as regards omitting certain important characters or compositing different characters into one.

The most glaring example is the decision to amalgamate Mr Earnshaw with his son Hindley. By eliminating Hindley and transferring his collection of appalling traits, which include drinking[GC1]  and gambling away the family’s fortune, and abuse towards both family and servants, especially Heathcliff, there’s no clear reason for the originally kind-hearted head of the Earnshaw clan to rescue the poor foundling from the backstreets of Liverpool in the first place.

I also found Fennell’s decision to have Catherine name the boy ‘Heathcliff’ after a mythical brother who died in infancy, rather odd. Even the early 19th Century the English poor had names, and surely, as the relationship between the two of them developed in intensity, the wild and wayward male centre of the story would have thrown this back at the subject of his obsessive love at some point, ‘I’m not Heathcliff, I’m Patrick!’ or whatever.

I’ll get to the actual performances of the actors in the next section, because they are all good to great.

But there are things to be said about the casting.

Much criticism has concentrated on the ‘whitewashing’ of Heathcliff. I don’t think that DEI types can complain too much, given that we have ‘people of colour’ in two other important roles.

However, I do think they have a point when it comes to Heathcliff, played by Jacob Elordi. Fennell had cast Elordi in her 2023 film Saltburn, which I haven’t seen, and decided then that she’d found her Heathcliff, because he resembled the way the character had been depicted on the edition of the novel she’d first read as a teenager.

The race of the character is never made explicit in the novel (Irish tinker or Romani are generally seen as most likely), but his ‘dark skinned’ complexion and exotic appearance are, along with his class origins, an essential part of his status as an outsider and of his attraction to women.

Elordi has some Spanish ancestry, and is certainly darker than Margot Robbie, his Catherine, and so he might just have got away with it, had it not been for the casting of a Thai-American Nelly (Hong Chou) and a Pakistani-British Linton, (Shazad Latif).

 I suspect Fennell thought this would undermine criticism of her going for a white Heathcliff, but it seems to have had the opposite effect.

Race isn’t everything, but it isn’t nothing either, and this is the reason that ‘colour blind casting’ rarely works. After all, this is a world, a remote English Yorkshire village in the first decades of the nineteenth century, where class distinctions exist even within the very wealthy, based on the difference between wealth that is ‘new’ or acquired, and that which is ‘old’ and inherited, between the rising capitalist class and the feudal landed gentry, as a Marxist analysis would have it. Linton alludes to this distinction when speaking of Catherine as a potential wife. And yet we are expected to believe that the Earnshaw’s fail to notice that Linton is literally a non-white colonial?

This, to me was a bigger problem than the casting of a white Heathcliff, because if the world in which the character has found himself is multi-cultural, then his ‘otherness’ is undermined to the detriment of the story.

The overall look of the film has been criticised as being inauthentic, especially when it comes to costumes and set. Maybe it is overly designed, and almost surrealistic in places, but that was clearly through valid artistic decision-making. Like most everything else about the movie, people will either love or hate the visual style. I liked it.

Though the movie, in my opinion, just about retained the gothic essence of the book, and much of its poetic language (maybe not authentic period Yorkshire dialect, but how many would really want that?). But I did think the almost complete absence of the supernatural element, of Catherine’s haunting of Heathcliff (though his expressed wish for this is retained) was a mistake). It didn’t need to be exactly like the book, nor to end with a ghostly Cathy and Heathcliff walking hand in hand on the moors as in the 1939 movie, but the movie would have benefited from something of this, and would been in keeping with Fennell’s style.

Lastly, in this section, I’ll touch briefly on the sex question.

In the book, as you’d expect from a novel written by a young woman in the early 1840s, the consummation of Heathcliff and Cathy’s love is barely even hinted at. We assume, probably rightly, that they were lovers, and we must expect ((and many would demand) physical evidence for this consummation in a modern adaptation.

In reality, there’s much less sex in the movie than most assume, and as was suggested by the trailers. There is no nudity, and what we do see, with one, possibly two exceptions, is relatively tastefully done.

The montage which provides our confirmation that Heathcliff and Cathy’s relationship was one that was as intense physically as in every other sense, went on a bit too long, and there were a few ‘symbolic’ shots that were too on the nose, with the result that they were more humorous than suggestive.

But I’m guessing that these humorous elements were also there through conscious artistic choice.

I did find the film to be very moving in parts, but not titillating. Whether you see that as a positive or a negative depends on your motivation for going to see it. In reality, if you’ve seen the trailers, you’ve already seen most of the spicy bits.

Positives

Despite my earlier criticisms of some of the casting decisions, I can hardly fault the performances of any members of the small ensemble cast.

Owen Cooper, best known for his role in Netflix’s major TV hit Adolescence, in what had been his first screen role, made an excellent Young Heathcliff, as did Charlotte Mellington as the younger Cathy. During their relatively brief period on screen together, I felt they did a superb job of capturing young friends at play, but with a strong suggestion that their relationship was destined to become rather less innocent as they grew older.

Elordi just about managed to capture the brooding, charismatic, vengeful nature of the older Heathcliff, and Robbie made for a very beautiful and sexy Cathy, even if the actress is about a decade older than she ought to be for the role. The chemistry between the two was enough to make me quickly forget the incongruent age difference between them.

Though I didn’t care for the decision to combine the character of Earnshaw with his son, Martin Clunes gave a great, almost show-stealing performance in the role. I only really know Clunes from the old British Sitcom sitcom Men Behaving Badly. But at some point, he became a fine old English character actor without me noticing. Earnshaw, in this version, is pretty horrible from the beginning, but the way Clunes added layers of self-pity as he aged and his drinking, gambling and physical health worsened was very well done by Clunes, with help from a make-up department that deserves plaudits for the whole movie.

I have strong reservations about how Fennel chose to write the character of Isobella, though Alison Oliver did a great job with the material she was given. Her story arc is one of transformation from a naïve, frustrated teenage girl with nothing to occupy her but various girly hobbies, and living vicariously through the drama of Cathy’s life, to Heathcliff’s willingly abused sex slave.

Isobella is an entirely believable, if creepy character, given the otherwise unrelenting tedium that would likely have been her lot.

However, the portrayal of the Heathcliff – Isobela relationship as Sado-Masochistic did leave me feeling uncomfortable at times. True, nothing happens that Isobella doesn’t consent to. But there are times when ‘consent’ arises more from a form of mental illness than willing choice or sexual taste, and I do think that Fennell went a bit too far in this direction. It was a decision that also, to a large extent, let the abuser, Heathcliff, off the hook.

I didn’t at all buy the ‘in-universe’ explanation as to why we had a non-white Nelly (and why explain this at all if you don’t also ‘explain’ a non-white Linton?).  But Hong Chou gave a great performance in the role.

Nelly is an important figure in the plot and format of Wuthering Heights.

In the novel she is the main narrator of the story, and there has been much debate amongst literary critics as to whether she is an ‘unreliable’ or at least a biased narrator keen to aggrandise her own role in events, and to make herself seem better and everybody else much worse than they really were.

Fennell chose to dispose of the narration element entirely. This was the right decision, and I thought the manner in which she, as the writer, and Chou as the actor, were still able to retain the importance and ambiguous nature of the character in the story was one of the movie’s strongest points.

As I’ve said, I loved the semi-surreal beauty of this film, and unlike the beloved 1939 version, which was filmed in California, this one really was set in rural Yorkshire, a Yorkshire that has never looked more beautiful. Some of the cinematography here was stunning.

The film sounded great, too. The score by Anthony Willis was excellent, and there are also very interesting original songs written and performed by Charli XCX. The Soundtrack album is well worth a listen in its own right.

Conclusion

I’d like to see this film again before making a definitive judgement. As I said at the beginning of this article, I enjoyed it as a cinematic experience. But I also agree with a lot of the criticisms. It’s far from flawless, and it certainly isn’t a faithful adaptation of Emily Brontë’s novel.

But I don’t think a truly faithful adaptation is really possible. The 1939 movie isn’t faithful either, but it’s still a great film, and I disagree with those who say that Fennell’s version is so distinct from the novel that she should have given the characters different names and called it something else. To me, this was still recognisably Wuthering Heights, or at least “Wuthering Heights”. Those inverted commas are in the title for a reason.

Fennell clearly approached her source material with a particular artistic vision, and contrary to the majority critical view, I believe she has produced a loose but entirely valid, bold, imaginative and engaging interpretation.

It seems to be doing well at the box office, and I suspect it will prove much more popular with the public than the critics. Its reputation may well even improve with time.

Or maybe it really is as bad as everybody else seems to think.

“Wuthering Heights” is in cinemas now, and is best seen on a big screen, though I’ll definitely be revisiting it when it becomes available to stream.

Reviewed by Anthony C Green

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Night Owl Shows Announce Four Major UK Premieres for Their 10th Birthday at the Edinburgh Fringe 2026

To mark a decade of redefining the music‑theatre landscape, Night Owl Shows return to theSpaceUK with four brand‑new productions celebrating some of the most influential artists in pop history. From Bowie’s cosmic reinventions to Madonna’s cultural dominion, Phil Collins’ unlikely ascent to ABBA’s immaculate songcraft, this year’s programme promises a festival of stories, sound and sheer emotional voltage.


There are Fringe institutions, and then there are Fringe rituals — the things audiences build their Augusts around. Night Owl Shows have long crossed that threshold. Their blend of forensic musical storytelling, powerhouse musicianship and emotional intelligence has earned them a loyal following across continents. For their 10th birthday, they’re not just celebrating; they’re detonating a glitter bomb over the programme.

This August, at their spiritual home of theSpaceUK, Night Owl unveil four brand‑new UK premieres, each honouring a titan of modern music: Phil Collins, David Bowie, Madonna, and ABBA. It’s a line‑up that reads like a syllabus for the last half‑century of pop — and a reminder that Night Owl’s great gift is not imitation, but illumination. They don’t just perform the songs; they excavate the lives, the cultural weather, the seismic shifts that made those songs matter.

Below, we break down the four new productions — each one a world premiere or UK debut — and why they’re set to be among the most coveted tickets of Fringe 2026.


Both Sides: Phil Collins & Genesis Celebrated

Aug 7–16, 18–30 — 19:00 (50 mins)
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Phil Collins is often reduced to the meme, the drum fill, the soft‑rock shorthand. Night Owl’s new production insists on the full story: the drummer who stepped out from behind the kit and reshaped the sound of the 1980s.

Fronted by three‑time Adelaide Music Award winner Angus Munro, this show charts Collins’ ascent from Genesis stalwart to global solo force. Expect the emotional architecture of In the Air Tonight, the bruised romanticism of Against All Odds, the sheer pop exuberance of Sussudio, and the Genesis canon — Invisible Touch, That’s All, I Can’t Dance — reframed with fresh clarity.

Munro’s voice is a weapon, and paired with Night Owl’s trademark narrative spine, this becomes less a tribute and more a reckoning with Collins’ legacy: the craft, the vulnerability, the improbable stardom of a man who never set out to be front and centre.


The Bowie Story

Aug 7–30 — 16:50 (50 mins)
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There is no artist more mythologised — or more misunderstood — than David Bowie. Night Owl’s world‑premiere production approaches him not as a museum piece, but as a restless cultural engine whose ideas still shape the world we live in.

Led by Peter Marchant and an all‑star band, The Bowie Story traces the shapeshifter’s evolution through the songs that defined entire eras: Space Oddity, Life on Mars?, Heroes, Let’s Dance and beyond. But the show’s power lies in its dramaturgy — the way it threads Bowie’s reinventions through the political, sexual and aesthetic revolutions he helped catalyse.

Night Owl have always excelled at contextualising genius without embalming it. Here, they offer Bowie not as nostalgia, but as a live wire — a reminder that pop can be philosophy, theatre, provocation and solace all at once.


Material Girl: Madonna the Icon

Aug 7–29 — 17:55 (50 mins)
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To tell Madonna’s story is to tell the story of modern pop itself — ambition, reinvention, provocation, survival. Night Owl’s new production, starring Voice of the Fringe 2025 Maia Elsey, embraces that scale with a confidence befitting its subject.

Elsey, already a Fringe favourite, leads audiences through the eras: the downtown grit of Like a Virgin, the moral panic of Papa Don’t Preach, the spiritual electronica of Ray of Light, and the countless reinventions in between. Backed by a dynamite band, she captures not just the sound but the ferocity — the unapologetic self‑authorship that made Madonna the most successful female artist in history.

This is Madonna as cultural architect, as lightning rod, as blueprint. A world premiere that promises both spectacle and substance.


ABBA: The Journey

Aug 7–30 — 14:40 (50 mins)
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ABBA’s story is often told as glitter and Eurovision kitsch, but Night Owl’s world‑premiere production digs deeper: four musicians navigating fame, heartbreak and global adoration, crafting some of the most structurally perfect pop songs ever written.

From the early days to the Eurovision breakthrough, from the studio alchemy to the emotional undercurrents that shaped their later work, ABBA: The Journey reframes the band as both phenomenon and human story. Expect the euphoric highs — Dancing Queen, Mamma Mia, The Winner Takes It All — delivered with the musicianship Night Owl are known for, but also the narrative threads that reveal why these songs endure.

It’s a celebration, yes, but also a study in craft: how four voices and two marriages produced a catalogue that still defines joy for millions.


A Decade of Night Owl — and a Summer Worth Counting Down To

Ten years in, Night Owl Shows have become one of the Fringe’s most reliable sources of catharsis — productions that honour the artists we love while interrogating the worlds that shaped them. This year’s quartet feels like a culmination: four icons, four seismic stories, four chances to remember why live music‑theatre can still feel like revelation.

Tickets are already moving fast across theSpaceUK and official Fringe retailers. If you’re planning your August, start your countdown now. Night Owl’s 10th birthday looks set to be the summer’s defining soundtrack.

By Pat Harrington

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Culture Vulture Special — March London Shows & Happenings

Culture Vulture Special — March London Shows & Happenings

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Hello and welcome to a Culture Vulture Special. I’m Ryan, and today I’m taking you through everything London has to offer this March — the shows, the exhibitions, the oddities, and the cultural currents running through a city that’s shrugging off winter and pretending it’s spring. Or at least pretending hard enough to justify leaving the house.

So settle in. This is your March guide to London’s cultural bloodstream — a Culture Vulture Special.

Let’s start in the West End, where The Picture of Dorian Gray has arrived like a beautifully dressed existential crisis. Sarah Snook is playing everyone — every character, every emotional register — and the whole thing feels like Oscar Wilde trapped inside a social‑media algorithm that’s slowly eating itself. It’s a show about beauty, decay, and the curated self, which is to say: it’s a show about now. It’s selling out fast, so if you want to witness the chaos up close, move quickly.

And then there’s Hadestown, back again and somehow even more relevant. It’s myth, politics, romance, and New Orleans heat — but underneath all that, it’s a story about labour, power, and the cost of hope. No wonder it lands so hard with British audiences in 2026. It’s a reminder that the people who build the world rarely get to run it.

Meanwhile, The Lehman Trilogy returns for a short run at the Gillian Lynne Theatre, offering three actors, 150 years of capitalism, and a quiet, devastating reminder that the system always eats the people inside it. It’s like watching a Greek tragedy performed by accountants — and I genuinely mean that as a compliment. It’s sharp, it’s elegant, and it leaves you with that familiar feeling of “oh right, this is why everything is on fire.”

If you head off the main drag, things get even more interesting. Over at the Almeida, The Moors is serving queer gothic chaos — Brontë by way of existential dread, with a dog that may or may not be a metaphor for everything you’ve been avoiding. It’s the kind of show where you walk out thinking, “I’m not entirely sure what happened, but I’m definitely changed,” which is exactly what fringe theatre should do.

Southwark Playhouse, never one to behave, is back with Public Domain 2.0 — a musical about influencer burnout, algorithmic identity, and the internet eating its young. Southwark remains the home of “shows that shouldn’t work but absolutely do,” and this one feels like a mirror held up to the parts of ourselves we pretend aren’t there.

If galleries are more your speed, the Tate Modern is hosting Bodies in Motion, an exhibition about protest, movement, and the politics of the body. Expect suffragette banners, contemporary dance loops, and a lot of people standing very still in front of video screens trying to look like they understand what’s happening. It’s the kind of exhibition that makes you want to stand up straighter and also dismantle something.

The V&A, meanwhile, is offering ReFashioned: Clothing the Future, a look at sustainable couture and what fashion might become if we stop treating clothes as disposable. Spoiler: the future only works if we stop pretending fast fashion is harmless. It’s beautiful, it’s provocative, and it’s a little bit accusatory — which is exactly what it should be.

And because March in London is never just theatre and galleries, there are the oddities — the things that make the city feel alive in a way that’s hard to explain. The London Bookbench Trail is back, scattering artist‑designed benches shaped like open books across the city. It’s whimsical, civic, and a perfect excuse to wander without looking like you’re lost.

The Barbican is hosting a 24‑hour film marathon — classics, cult favourites, and films that should probably come with a therapist. If you’ve ever wanted to lose track of time in a concrete labyrinth while questioning your life choices, this is the place.

And Camden’s Night Market returns for its spring edition: street food, zines, handmade jewellery, and the best people‑watching in London. Enough said.

March in London is basically a cultural buffet — theatre, art, oddities, and the occasional existential crisis. Which is exactly why we love it.

Thanks for joining me for this Culture Vulture Special. I’ll be back with more stories, more shows, and more reasons to leave the house even when it’s raining sideways.

Bye for now.

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