The Voluptuous Manifesto

All work and no play makes Jill a very dull girl

Friday, 26 October 2018

A rhapsody about the ultimate queen

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Queen were a revolutionary band. This is not really a matter for dispute. And if you don’t believe it, I suggest you listen to A Night at...
Sunday, 21 October 2018

A very, very, very dark – but funny – matter

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Copenhagen, the 19th century: Danish celebrity author Hans Christian Anderson is regaling an audience with his latest fairy tale, The Lit...
Wednesday, 17 October 2018

A label-defying film that offers up abundant treats

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If films deserved plaudits for defying labelling, then Bad Times at the El Royale , would be winning them by the bucketload. But as if to i...
Sunday, 7 October 2018

Ravens to rave about

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It was early 2016, on a chilly Saturday morning, that I set off for the Tower of London, with the explicit aim of being one of the first ...
Friday, 5 October 2018

Venomously underwhelming, but just perhaps ...?

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Marvel Studies can do little wrong these days, but while they make it look easy to produce big, brash and fun films, Venom is a reminder...
Wednesday, 3 October 2018

Eagle eyes view the English capital

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Red House , by Marc Gooderham You could be forgiven for thinking that developers in London today have fetishised both height and a desi...
Saturday, 2 June 2018

Rattle on fire, even if you can't hum Bruckner

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British concertgoers had the chance, earlier this week, to bid farewell to the partnership between the Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra and ...
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Amanda Kendal
London-based journalist, writer, artist and occasional poet, widowed, but living with a cat. Many interests – this blog covers lots of things. It is 100% personal. Non-PC. No party line. My art is available to buy at www.redbubble.com/people/AmandaKendal/shop
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