Circus
Cirque du Soleil has taken a surreal turn with its latest show, Quidam, at the Albert Hall: a headless man with an open umbrella, a crowd of people wearing white protective overalls doing, well, nothing much … but it’s the acts what count. Most are thrilling: a couple lift, stretch and contort themselves in slow motion into anatomically-unbelievable positions; four Chinese girls looking about 12 years old spin their diabolos; and other members of the company skip, somersault, tumble and chuck one another high into the air. Lots more good stuff and, thank heavens, no tedious clowns — there’s only one, and he’s actually quite funny.
Film
Critics have been rather dismissive about Australia, Baz Luhrmann’s new film. But if you have three hours to spare, want stunning scenery and a real tear-jerker of a love story, this is one for you. But remember your handkerchief.
Things to look forward to
Alan
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