The Blue Room is a dark comedy adapted from Arthur Schnitzler’s Reigen. It follows the changing identities of ten individuals laced together in a series of affairs. As they discover their sexual identities and battle their desires, their social statuses change beyond recognition. Schnitzler, who was held in high regard by Sigmund Freud, became a writer after having studied medicine in his home land Austria in the late 1800's. This was a time in which social class drew a line between people that simply could not be crossed. Ironically, however, this was a time in which a quarter of men of the higher classes were regular patrons of brothels. While studying medicine, Schnitzler discovered that syphilis did not adhere to the hierarchy of social class and was spreading like wildfire. When Reigen was finally first publicly performed in 1920 in Berlin, Schnitzler received violent reviews and was reviled as a pornographer. Naturally, the French adored it, adapting it as La Ronde for film as well as stage, alongside several other adaptations later on under different names, following a period in which Reigen temporarily fell out of copyright. David Hare's adaptation brings an edge to the classic tale, introducing new contemporary characters. THEATRE HOUSE PRODUCTIONS PRESENTS DAVID HARE'S THE BLUE ROOM FROM THURSDAY 10 MARCH IN MAIDENHEAD
A man in on trial in Germany for negligent homicide after accidentally suffocating Rica Varna, 46, with a cucumber. Oliver Dietmann, 46 could be imprisoned for five years if found guilty. A verdict is due today.
OK, it’s about time to talk about Valentine Fails. We’ve all had a few. No cards, no flowers, no chocs, no sex. Either someone has let us down or it’s just one of those dry years. So how to remedy? Why not go the Reverse Pygmalion route? In case you’d forgotten, Pygmalion was the Greek sculptor who fell in love with an ivory statue he'd carved of his perfect woman. Venus took pity on him and caused the statue to become flesh and blood. The ER Review Team was intrigued when we were sent a review sample of Sculpt Your Own Boyfriend. So we set about creating him (we were tempted to create 'her', but we resisted). The little booklet that comes with the boxed kit had various types of BF, which we thought was cool. There was the Fiancé BF, with a ring from Tiffany. Punk BF, with a spiky Mohican. And French BF, with a beret, a moustache and sang froid. All of them had buggy, exophthalmic eyes like Homer Simpson, which we decided to tone down in our version: Falling-Down-Drunk BF Who's Been In A Bit Of A Fight, making them simply bleary instead. Here he is: and here's where to get him for £9.95: prezzybox.com
After nine years of unrelenting erotic excitement and adventure, Jamie Maclean is stepping down as editor of the Erotic Review and joining Lisa Moylett as the magazine’s co-publisher and partner in the literary agency, Coombs Moylett Maclean. As founding editor he is delighted to pass the reins to Florence Walker who is not only young and beautiful, but wise and fearless too. Florence is already our film editor and has written extensively for ER; she is also ‘resident anthropologist’ for British GQ online. We're delighted that Florence has found a home with us. We welcome her to the Coombs Moylett Maclean family and look forward to seeing the Erotic Review come of age under her in its 21st year.
Says Contributing Editor, Bruce Abrahams, from Storm-Imogen-lashed North Cornwall, "It's unbelievably windy here – lost a TV aerial, a solid teak garden table blown into the bushes and two gates blown open despite their bolts. What would I give and what would I be given? Since context is everything where love and sex are concerned my Valentine present nominations are: for me dinner at Brunswick House followed by for her, (I'll tag along) a night or two at Hazlitt's Hotel, 6 Frith Street. Both places guaranteed to soothe and titillate the jaded palate."
Jessica Slane, ER's Deputy Editor, writes "Valentine's Day happens also to be my girlfriend's birthday, which leaves yours truly with the doubly difficult task of finding something that expresses both ardour and kink. Last year she pipped me to the post with a box of Uvex lens-cleaning towelettes for my ever-grimy specs – how to beat that for romance? This year we'll be escaping the city to tramp about Hampton Court learning loads of HISTORY in fleeces and practical shoes. She's made one Valentine's request for an evening of gin and bingo (not a euphemism), so we'll be getting our rocks off at the Gala in Tooting before returning home to pasta and a box-set."
Goodbye, rabbit, hello Nova! We (the Erotic Towers Review Team) think the We-Vibe Nova is pretty special. We'll be giving you an exhaustive road test soon, but for the time being, take it from us, it's the cat's pyjamas of vibes. Shop around, because prices vary from around £85 (Ann Summers) to £107 (Coco de Mer). It's a Valentine's must.
With only a week to go, we asked ourselves (i.e. the ER Editorial Team) how could we inspire our readers? What would we like to receive for a Valentine's Day present? Or, more altruistically, what would we like to give our beloved? As usual Kate Copstick, our Editor At Large, isn't doing anything by halves: "As this is a fantasy, arrival into Venice is by private jet. Nothing kills a romantic frisson quite like queuing at an airport and haggling for one extra kg in your hold baggage. It is evening on the 13th, dusk is settling on the lagoon as the water taxi skips across it. Pre-dinner drinks are taken standing in a tiny bar on the Fondamenta Fruili round the corner from the Academia - a uniquely welcoming experience. I dare not reveal its name for fear too many people find out about it. There is great conversation, loud laughter and endless good, cheap red wine from the bottiglione. Darkness now wraps itself around the city which makes the walk along canalsides and through tiny calle to the Trattoria da Arturo for their unsurpassable Braciola alla Veneziana: a theatrically thrilling experience. As midnight strikes on Valentines Day, taking in the view over the Grand Canal from the window of a palazzo is a little love affair all of its own. Valentine's Day itself – after enjoying the visceral thrust of a caffè corretto for breakfast - is spent wandering the tiny alleyways of Venice, getting lost, finding new bridges on which to stand and sigh, visiting the Angelo Raffaele, drinking fat red wines from little glasses and nibbling cicchetti at the Diavolo e l'Aqua Santa and the Cantina Do Mori, and meandering around the lesser canals in a private water taxi. A fishy dinner at the Antica Trattoria la Furatola, finished with Luigi's own recipe 'scroppino' – a digestivo of alcoholic coffee and liquorice - a last meander across a favourite piazza and then tears because it is time to part.. And what of my Valentine I hear you ask ? My Valentine is Venice herself. Eternally, headily, sexy. And I will love her forever."
Cuts to sexual health services threaten the Margaret Pyke Centre in King’s Cross. The sexual health clinic in Wicklow Street faces possible closure by the Central and North West London NHS Foundation Trust (CNWL) following cuts to their budget. But the trust might have picked on the wrong guys (sorry, gals) to squeeze. A campaign and petition to save the centre has had medical students and patients taking part in several protests. The most recent was held outside Islington Town Hall where schoolgirls shoved balloons and pillows under their jumpers to highlight the consequences of reducing the availability of contraception. CNWL have denied that there will be a reduction in services adding that campaigns like these worry current staff. But Dr Jayne Kavanagh, who has worked at the Margaret Pyke Centre for 18 years says that any anxiety among staff is caused by the trust’s opaque approach to cutting contraceptive services. So far the petition has been signed by over 6,000 people.
Art and Design Gallery UNIVERSITY OF HERTFORDSHIRE 20 November - 16 January 2016 'Sightlines - Public and Private (Lives)' will showcase Julie Cook's work over 20 years as an 'embedded' photographer working in the exotic dancing industry in London and Las Vegas. In particular the exhibition will focus on Cook's work at 'Olympia Moments' Ltd, a London exotic dancing club owned run and operated by the dancers themselves. As interested in the audience and their reactions to the spectacle unfolding before them, as she is in the performers. This is a documentary project (the images could easily appear in a Sunday colour supplement) yet Cook's Long-term engagement with spectacle, sexuality and the body as a site for performance raises her photography to the level of art. Image: Julie Cook, Beauties of Today, Lolita Valentine 2010 University of Hertfordshire Galleries Art and Design Gallery College Lane, Hatfield, AL10 9AB Click here for link to UH site Monday - Friday: 09:30 - 17:30 Saturday (exhibition days only): 09:30 - 15:30