The Place of Bitters (Pique-Vinaigre) in The Mysteries of Paris.
[Here are some notes on the names that are used in this article.] Almost a thousand pages into his serialised …
Tag Archives: Crime
Tychy@ the Fringe: Gigolo: Bold, Beautiful, Bizarre.
Is the best show that I have seen so far at this year’s Fringe a one-man play? This would be …
Tychy@ the Fringe: The Incident Room.
New Diorama Theatre’s “The Incident Room” is currently showing at the Pleasance Courtyard. It investigates an investigation, namely the West …
Tychy@ the Fringe: The Stander Gang.
Me, My Friends and I are a young theatrical start-up from Sussex. The “Me” and the “I” here refer to …
Podcast Review: The Deca Tapes.
[The following contains spoilers.] It is surely as inevitable as the twenty-second century that we will be able to one …
Great Goodness.
It was so early in the morning that the light seemed to sting like antiseptic. The boy detective was crossing …
Podcast Review: Mind’s Eye.
[The following contains spoilers.] Sometimes a mess can be so entertaining and such an oddity that you suspect that it …
Jaws Sprung.
When Amir woke that morning, the first thing that he did was to lie in his bedsheets and listen to …
Murderer.
Army in Place.
There were seven McSweenies in all. By now, all of them were men – the youngest was twenty-one and the …
Arts Review: the Knife Angel.
The countryside around the British Ironwork Centre is big and fair. There are immense blowsy trees that stand, watching almost …
An Ettrick Fairy Story.
There are occasions when their world impinges playfully upon our own. Imagine finding yourself placed opposite a beautiful woman at …
A Christmas Story (4/4): Unwrapping the Gift Under the Tree.
The feeling that Reggie Quintus is currently experiencing is as powerful as grief, though it has crept up on him …
A Christmas Story (3/4): Chainsaws!
It is midwinter in Berlin and the cold is as dry and fine as powder. The neighbourhoods north of the …
A Christmas Story (2/4): The Chateau.
“Welcome to my château.” The Duc beamed like some ghastly unseeing machinery; he wiped his hands upon an untucked shirt …
