theartsdesk in Minsk: feasting with Belarus Free Theatre

THEARTSDESK IN MINSK Feasting with the remarkable Belarus Free Theatre

The renowned underground theatre company confronts the past and present at home and abroad

Budzma! (Cheers!) At a long, food-laden table in a noisy room of Minsk, the capital of Belarus, a toast is proposed. We clink glasses and drain moonshine. This happens once, twice, five, 10 times. Between the toasts comes a wave of passionate speeches from some of our fellow diners. Loosely linked, they call up a period of history, controversial and still rarely discussed, when the German invaders were welcomed here as liberators who would deliver Belarus from the Soviet yoke. The verbatim stories, told by actors dressed as villagers from the 1940s, brim with passion.

Ursula K Le Guin - Dreams Must Explain Themselves review - enraging and enlightening

★★★★★ URSULA K LE GUIN - DREAMS MUST EXPLAIN THEMSELVES A final instalment of irresistible wisdom from a great commentator on our world

A final instalment of irresistible wisdom from a great commentator on our world

Essay collections are happily mainstream now, from Zadie Smith to Oliver Sacks, with more and more bits and bobs coming from unexpected quarters. These patchwork quilts from remarkable writers can be significant, nowhere more so than with those from Ursula K Le Guin that are collected here as her “Selected Non-Fiction”.

DVD/Blu-ray: The Party

★★★★ DVD/BLU-RAY: THE PARTY Sally Potter’s deliciously dark comedy provides an hour of brilliance in 70 minutes

Sally Potter’s deliciously dark comedy provides an hour of brilliance in 70 minutes

Take one of the strongest casts in British cinema and put them in a confined space; it was always going to be fun. Sally Potter’s The Party sets its sights on the duplicitous liberal elite, where venality hides behind paper-thin morals.

Janet (Kristen Scott Thomas) is hosting a get-together in celebration of her promotion to Shadow Health Secretary. Her husband Bill (Timothy Spall) is strangely quiet, barely acknowledging the arrival of their guests: the brilliantly sour April (Patricia Clarkson), her new-age life coach partner Gottfried (Bruno Ganz), feminist academic Martha (Cherry Jones), and her pregnant wife Jinny (Emily Mortimer). Once coked-up banker Tom (Cillian Murphy) joins proceedings, the pleasantries fall away as Bill reveals his big secret.

The exposition-heavy dialogue creaks through the opening 10 minutes, with every character explaining each other’s jobs and relationships as if being tested. It’s unsubtle, but it puts the pieces in place, allowing the film to swiftly move into anarchy. Every character is vain and hypocritical, desperately battling their own impulses to appear tolerable. When secrets start spilling over, fragile factions form in a pressure cooker environment, allegiances quickly changing with each reveal.Timothy Spall as Bill in The PartyOnce in full flow, it’s a pure joy to watch; the cast have a riot, bouncing around the rooms to an eclectic soundtrack provided by Bill’s record player. There are moments of true comic gold, from The Thick of It-style implications of the Shadow Health Secretary’s husband going private for a terminal diagnosis, to the daft panic when searching for the right music to revive a dying man. Disappointingly, the ending peters out with a whimper, unable to find a satisfying conclusion to the madness. The final reveal attempts one more rug pull, but it feels cheap in comparison to the excellence preceding it.

It’s easy to imagine The Party starting life as a stage play, with its single setting and elements of farce, but it is a visual treat on the screen. The black and white presentation gives events a surreal grandeur, turning a middle-class suburban home into a monochromatic stage. Close ups of frantic faces (in particular, king of the crazed looks Cillian Murphy) build a claustrophobic atmosphere, highlighting every twitch as an amplified tell.

The house itself was a purpose-built set, as revealed in the special features on this release. After scouting various locations, production designer Carlos Conti and director Potter combined their favourite elements to create the ideal layout on a soundstage. The documentary on its construction is surprisingly fascinating, showing the lengths gone to make the rooms appear convincingly lived in. It emphasises the role that the house plays, perfectly designed to appear simultaneously spacious and suffocating on film.

Also included is a huge collection of interviews from the entire cast, along with Sally Potter and the film’s producers. It confirms that the script’s wit and depth was a major draw for the cast, who can demand hefty fees on more commercial vehicles. It’s a shame that the presentation of the interviews is so unimaginative, nothing more than soundbites presented with minimum effort. Still, it’s more than most British indies offer on home release, and worth it for that hour of perfect madness.

@OwenRichards91

Overleaf: watch the trailer for The Party

Mick Herron: London Rules review - hypnotically fascinating, absolutely contemporary

★★★★★ MICK HERRON: LONDON RULES Hypnotically fascinating, absolutely contemporary

The Slow Horses save the day in the fifth Jackson Lamb thriller

London Rules – explicitly cover your arse – is the fifth in the most remarkable and mesmerising series of novels, set mostly and explicitly in London, to have appeared in years.

Nicholas Blincoe: Bethlehem - Biography of a Town review - too few wise men but remarkable women

An English writer's heartfelt guide through a myth-crowded neighbourhood

Suitably enough, Nicholas Blincoe begins his personal history of the birthplace of Jesus with a Christmas pudding. He carries not gold, frankincense and myrrh but this “dark cannonball” of spices, fruit and stodge as a festive gift to his girlfriend’s parents in their home town of Bethlehem.

The Jungle, Young Vic review - physically and emotionally challenging

★★★★ THE JUNGLE, YOUNG VIC Physically and emotionally challenging

New play about refugee camp life in Calais is a gruelling docu-drama

Refugees, it is said, have no nationality – they are all individuals. This new docu-drama, deftly put together by theatre-makers Joe Murphy and Joe Robertson, is a sombre account of a couple of recent years of the great European migration crisis, and acts as a testament to the individuality and complexity of the refugee experience.

DVD: Dispossession - The Great Social Housing Swindle

Polemic documentary about the systematic dismantlement of council-subsidised accommodation

In the week that the police announced the final Grenfell Tower fire death toll, this is a timely release. Paul Sng’s 82-minute documentary, narrated by the actress Maxine Peake, is a serious investigation into the state of social housing in the UK, most especially the way it’s being co-opted into the private sector to make as much money as possible for corporate free market ideologues and those trailing in their wake.

Sng, along with his cinematographer Nick Ward and editor Josh Alward, have made a small budget go a long way, utilising striking imagery of urban desolation, intercut with old, black and white photographs of areas such as the Gorbals in Glasgow and Nottingham’s St Ann’s Estate, alongside simple, well-chosen graphics comparing the money being offered to buy people out with the profits on the cards for “management companies”.

Dispossession begins with the huge council housing boom kick-started by Clement Atlee’s post-war Labour government. It tells us that by the beginning of the Eighties 42 percent of the population lived in social housing while today that figure is less than eight percent, with 1.4 million people on waiting lists for council homes. It goes on to point out how Margaret Thatcher’s hugely popular policy of offering the right to buy council properties was really the start of the rot. Very little of that money fed back into building new social housing. The body of the film then utilises the examples of multiple estates and high-rise properties across Britain that have been systematically run down through lack of investment, then bought out by private investors.

Among the notable villains are Tory-“advising” estate agent giants Savills, with their transparently disgraceful plan to remove the tenants of the successful, albeit rundown, Cressingham Gardens Estate near Brixton. The residents have got together and fought, all but proving on paper, with evidence, that demolishing their homes would destroy a 40-year-old community, benefitting no one but rich people trying to make themselves richer. It's a particularly callous and ruthless version of gentrification. An elderly female resident, very definitely someone’s gran, proclaims, near tears, “To the last breath of my body, I will fight them.” It’s difficult to fathom a reason, unless unscrupulous money-suckling wealth accumulation has suddenly become morally viable, how anyone could possibly side against her. Dispossession is rich in such information, riling the viewer up with a sense of righteous fury.

Sng was responsible for the 2015 documentary Invisible Britain, about the career and politics of laptop punk-poets Sleaford Mods. Dispossession could do with some of that film’s fire and energy for, while it’s an important polemic, it would be better suited as a late-evening BBC Four programme rather than a DVD on the commercial market. Nevertheless, Sng succeeds in laying out his shocking information in a clear and erudite fashion, making this an essential watch for those interested in understanding how their country, their very birthright, is being sold out from under them.

The only extra material on the DVD is a couple of trailers.

Overleaf: Watch the trailer for Dispossession: The Great Social Housing Swindle

CD: Morrissey - Low in High School

Bigmouth's back, but has he anything worthwhile to say?

Morrissey inspires some pretty fierce adulation, but there surely can’t be a fan on the planet who loves Morrissey quite as much as Morrissey does. This is the man who was reported, lest we forget, to have insisted that his memoirs be published as a Penguin Classic. This move put him alongside Jane Austen, Emily Bronte, Graham Greene and, of course, Oscar Wilde.

Storyville: Toffs, Queers and Traitors, BBC Four review - the spy who was a scamp

★★★★★ STORYVILLE: TOFFS, QUEERS AND TRAITORS Guy Burgess - the spy who was a scamp

Fascinating portrait of Guy Burgess - charm, intelligence, and fantastic self-destruction

“There is something odd, I suppose, about anyone who betrays their country.” It’s an excellent opening line, particularly when delivered in director George Carey’s nicely querulous narrative voice, for Toffs, Queers and Traitors (BBC Four).