Rabbit Hole, Mermaids’ first StAge show of the semester, was a testament to the virtue of simplicity. Director Emma Gylling Mortensen has produced a play that is very clearly a passion project, and her affection for the text was made obvious by creative decisions – from the staging, to a lavishly detailed set, not to mention an inspired playlist – that demonstrated a commitment to utter precision.
As the daylight hours shorten and the temperature starts to drop, I begin to feel a sort of dread towards the inevitable late-night library sessions and bitterly cold walks home. Autumn and Winter is my favourite time of year, but when swamped with coursework one can’t help but let the night (which arrives at 3pm) put you in a bit of a blue mood. But everybody knows that the perfect remedy for gloominess or lethargy is some cheering tunes on your walk home or halfway through that marathon-style studying. Here are my favourites:
Mermaids’ production of Antigone, directed by Greta Kelly and Lorna Govan, is a well thought-through reading of the famous Greek tragedy. The direction was faithful to the text and successfully conveyed Sophocles’ adaptation of the ancient myth, thanks to striking performances from the entire cast. This same faithfulness to the text, however, fails to make the themes of the tragedy relevant to a contemporary audience, which ultimately undermines the power of the production.
As the owner of an Amazon prime account I have access to many free films, but on top of these I have purchased seven films which tell a lot about me: firstly there’s the three gritty, tense Iranian dramas, which show that I study Persian. Then the three Richard Curtis/Hugh Grant films, which show that I have been dumped in the last couple of years and that I’m a massive softy. And finally there’s the crowning glory, the one I watch most, after perhaps Four Weddings, Mamma Mia, which shows that I have great taste. This is backed up by the fact that this summer I only went to the cinema three times, once to see Incredibles Two with my brother, and then twice to see Mamma Mia! Here we go again – the most anticipated film of the century for me and every woman named Sandra.
Have you ever read an Agatha Christie novel and wished that you could have lived through it in real life? Have you always thought that, had you been there, you would have known whodunnit? Well, the opportunity to live this dream is closer than you think…
For their first production of the new academic year, Mermaids presented us with something a bit different from its usual fare. Tales of our World promised an evening of intimate performance storytelling, bringing together the voices of the past and present in monologues “encompassing the scope of human narratives.”
Unlike the changing of the seasons from summer to autumn, and the slow shift of the leaves to yellow and brown, my obsession with Donna Tartt’s The Secret History stays evergreen. For the main protagonist, Richard, an outcast and classicist at Hampden College, obsession is his fatal flaw, reflecting the main theme of the novel.
Situated in University Hall’s Old Wing Dining room, Capture Collective’s debut exhibition, Ours, brought together selected artworks from the hall’s collection. Since the hall opened to students in 1896, a wide-ranging collection has been built up from the gifts of friends and alumni, as well as from the Beverage Bequest, a memorial fund left to the hall in 1962 by one of its earliest women graduates. Under the direction of former warden, Lorna Walker, the fund was, and still is, used for the purchase of artworks every few years.
Having heard so much about them from friends and seeing streams of good reviews online, I sat down last week and decided, before all the deadlines kick in, it was time to indulge myself in the BBC’s most talked-about series. After clocking some impressive TV time, I can confirm: Bodyguard and Killing Eve are compelling, thrilling and, most of all, pretty sexy.
Welcome back! Now Freshers’ Week is over, it seems we will all have a lot more time to get used to our cobbled streets again. So why not begin the academic year with some enjoyable content for your ears? Listen while cooking, cleaning, walking to lectures and, my personal favourite, hungover mornings in bed.