Wednesday 28 April (6:30pm)

@ National Film Theatre, South Bank, SE1 (020.7928.3232) Tube: Embankment/Waterloo

Apart from Andy Warhol, how much do you know about American Avant-Garde filmmaking? Offering the perfect primer for a dinner party conversation and a chance to look clever among your friends, the NFT are providing a "crash course" on just this topic. This 90-minute event will contextualise the Gregory Markopoulos season, offering discussion and clips to gain some grip on what was a wide-ranging, varied movement. Owing more to European traditions in art, films like Ken Jacob's Tom, Tom the Piper's Son were more closely associated with Minimalism than Hollywood movie making and even the underground, which, by the mid '60s had already become popular. Markopoulos, the archetypal personal filmmaker whose interest in literature, architecture and portraiture, and his eventual withdrawal from public displays of his work due to the lack of decent projection facilities and unappreciative audiences, bears heavily on this movement of those who were more concerned with technique and expression than a commercial hit. With artists like Warhol and Jack Smith hailed as kings of cinema at the same time as being disregarded as mocking and perverse, this evening will open up a great big can of worms, which will probably leave you begging for more.

Wednesday 28 April (7:30pm)

@ Water Rats Theatre, 328 Gray's Inn Rd., WC1X (020.7837.7269) Tube: King's Cross

Given that this could be your only chance to hear Colleen playing live in London this year, this gig is really not to be missed. Her 2003 Everyone Alive Wants Answers album on Leaf plays like the beautiful, shimmering soundtrack to a modern-day fairytale. Delicate glockenspiel loops, gently plucked harp strings, summertime bird song and ice-cream van chimes are all deftly woven together into one of the most evocative, mesmerising, and magical records around. Imagine Boards of Canada playing Saint Saens' Aquarium, and you're only just getting close. This is the music that dreams are made of.

NB: Support from Wigwam.

Giveaway: We one copy of Everyone Alive Wants Answers to give away. It'll go to one randomly picked Flasher who can tell us with which cool London arts website has Colleen collaborated with.

Wednesday 28 April (Wed 28/04 till Sat 01/05 at 7:45pm)

@ Barbican Centre, Barbican Centre, EC2 (020.7638.8891) Tube: Barbican

To be in on what promises to be a hot topic for debate book for Batsheva Dance Company's latest work, Naharin's Virus. For those unfamiliar with the company, its name (after original benefactress Baroness Batsheva de Rothschild) and early history (established by modern dance's most iconic legend, Martha Graham) could hint at a somewhat exotic profile. Not so. Particularly since coming under the artistic directorship of Ohad Naharin (now House Choreographer), Batsheva have fearlessly embraced their problematic position as Israel's premier contemporary dance company and used art to tackle rather than transcend the gritty politics of their domestic situation. Worked round a text by postmodern playwright Peter Handke's Offending the Audience, this is a movement and music-based "collaboration between two peoples entangled in complex ideological confrontations and immersed in deep social fissures" (Habib Allah Jamal); while Batsheva is proudly Jewish, musical group Al Majad is proudly Arabic. If the form and content of this purposefully challenging 70-minute creation for 16 dancers engages and divides opinion here as much as it did in the States (previous work always has) some compelling discussion will definitely ensue.

NB: Naharin's Virus is part of the Barbican's Only Connect and BITE Festivals. It runs from Wed 28/04 till Sat 01/04.

Thursday 29 April (Daily 10am - 6pm and Wed till 9pm)

@ Barbican Art Gallery, Barbican Centre, EC2 (020.7638.8891) Tube: Barbican

Helen Chadwick (1953-96) sits strangely in the canons of British art. She was certainly a pre-YBA hitting her stride in the early '80s, when his Saatchiness was collecting Schnabels and Sandros, and the School of London was at its peak. Unfortunately, a premature death with just a mere Turner nomination prevented her from being feted by the kids; it's really the refreshened Barb that is giving her some overdue respect. With a year to undo some of the unusual spaces within the gallery, a window view that has been unsealed after some years and a new posh reception area, the Barbican is uncluttering itself to put on some a serious shows again. Like that other slight outsider Georgia O'Keeffe, Chadwick used the organic -- flowers in particular -- to touch on the genital and thus the political; later with a V&A commission she was able to reach another height of unease with photographs of organs. With Piss Flowers -- made plaster by pissing in the snow -- and a giant chocolate fountain (no joke), this show is both of its time (her light boxes and iconic compositions are sooo '80s) and out of time.

NB: Catch both Mark Sladen (the show's curator) and Louise Clark (artist and former Chadwick assistant) discussing the work (12/05). Another classic Chadwick, Blood Hyphen, is on view round the corner. An exhibition of the Mexican photographs of Tina Modotti and Edward Weston will be in the gallery above during the same period (till 1/08).

Giveaway: We have three copies of the exhibition catalogue to give away. They'll go to three randomly picked Flashers who can tell us the venue of Chadwick's last major exhibition in this country.

Thursday 29 April (7pm)

@ The Forum, 9-17 Highgate Rd., NW5 (020.7344.0044) Tube: Kentish Town

Dedbeat, those renowned purveyors of East Anglian hip-hop festivals from the past few years, present a meeting of two much respected rap artists from both sides of the Atlantic. Crazy old-skool rapper and DJ Biz Markie heads the bill; his credentials throw up many high-brow events in the US party-calendar (BM's spin span reaches Diana Ross, P-Diddy and the odd major US sports event, to name a few). Yet while the big dude likes to keep his feet firmly embedded in old skool hip-hop, with his DJ sets he aims to remain sensitive to the local variations within the genre for each region in which he performs. Being less concerned with the big-money image associated with many rappers, Biz is also happy to let us see him as a bit of a light-hearted nutter -- so this gig may present the odd wig-and-dress-wearing antic (fingers crossed, eh?). His performance will more than likely contrast with that of South London's finest, Roots Manuva, whose deeper, more melodic skank represents some of the UK's best classic hip-hop of recent years.

NB: For those old-skool hip-hop Flashers out there be sure to go and hear the Jungle Brothers at Cargo on Sun 02/05.

Giveaway: We have two 12" copies of Ty's "Oh U Want More" featuring RM to give away. They'll go to two randomly picked Flashers who can tell us the number of albums that RM has released.

Thursday 29 April (8pm)

@ 100 Club, 100 Oxford St., W10 (020.7636.0933) Tube: Tottenham Court Rd./Oxford Circus

A very British group, Electrelane -- and not just because their publicity photos feature band members done up in St. George cross-bedecked crusader outfits. No, there's an "it-could-only-happen-here" quality to the Brighton quartet's recent The Power Out album on Too Pure -- their second -- which manifests in twitchy, unpredictable post punk-meets-Krautrock one minute, euphoric choirs or ennui-soaked piano etudes the next. Add to that singer (and recent Cambridge Philosophy graduate) Verity Susman's lyrics that effortlessly milk literary heavyweights like Siegfried Sassoon and Nietzsche, and it becomes clear we're dealing with an intelligentsia-friendly female combo in the noble tradition of The Raincoats or Huggy Bear. And, as with those illustrious forebears, lazily rehashed labels like "femme rock" come nowhere near describing Electrelane's provocative, multifaceted, yet highly accessible music. Indeed, fans of the very male BSP's historically minded rock whimsy, or even Franz Ferdinand's knowing hauteur, should find plenty to cherish here. Don't expect choirs tonight but rest assured, should the band continue blossoming as they have since 2001's muted debut, they won't be playing venues this bijou for very much longer.

Friday 30 April (Check ICA site for dates and times)

@ ICA, The Mall, SW1 (020.7930.3647) Tube: Charing Cross/Piccadilly Circus

Henry Charles Bukowski (1920-94), known to his friends as "Hank" and his readers as "Charles Bukowski" or his doppelganger "Henry Chinaski", described his early life as waking up, drinking, writing, then going to work. The resulting opus, completely inspired by a life of fighting, getting seriously tanked, and of course sex, is one of humour, rampage and graceful reading about some very ungraceful topics. Described as a Beat poet, Bukowski was able to raise himself above his tough LA childhood, and those familiar with Barbet Schroder's biopic Barfly will know that he liked living life in the hard lane. Bukowski: Born Into This, John Dullaghan's first film, a labour of love from a former award-winning copywriter, took seven years to complete. Constructed from old footage and interviews, combined with new ones from his widow, publisher and fans (including a great tale from Sean Penn and Bono), proceeds to paint a touching portrait of the poet who's at turns in sync with his difficult personality yet also charming, and a depiction of a certain old-fashioned, working class, male creative life. In his words: "As the spirit wanes the form appears."

NB: Bukowski: Born Into This is being screened at the ICA from Fri 30/04 till Mon 10/05.

Friday 30 April (6pm - 3am)

@ Cargo, Kingsland Viaduct, 83 Rivington St., EC2 (020.7739.3440) Tube: Old St./Liverpool St.

Europe is so, like, right now. What are the chances of being able to go to a celebratory EU evening out without having to get your head round referendum rights and wrongs? British Sea Power (Britain's Best Live Band according to a well-known listings mag) will be supported by Czech Moloko-likes The Ecstasy of Saint Theresa in an evening of rocking-out, dancing and, of course, classic and contemporary Czech cinema. Charge your Budvar glasses for midnight as you'll be raising a toast to the formal entry of the Czech Republic to the EU on 01/05. This is a party night of epic proportions, with additional DJ sets from Club Sea Power's Old Sarge, Monsignor Ian and The Bench. It's also a chance to grab a copy of the limited edition BSP/EOST EP A Lovely Day Tomorrow. Prost!

Friday 30 April (9pm - 6am)

@ The Coronet, 24-28 New Kent Rd., SE1 (020.7701.1500) Tube: Elephant & Castle

The end of a very busy couple of weeks for Eat Your Own Ears, including their much championed "Grime" night and a mid-week hip-hop pit-stop featuring Danger Mouse and Prince Paul, it culminates in a seriously impressive line-up of acts, in it for the long-haul at this Coronet all-nighter. Bringing together some of the most talked-about leftfield and experimental acts of the last few months, this is a kaleidoscopic feast of engaging and innovative musical households. Alongside headline act Four Tet (aka Kieran Hebden) who plays a live exclusive set -- his only live UK date of the year -- and whose sublime and intricate release Rounds has received huge critical acclaim, come a staggering array of stand-out musical beacons, all selected by Mr. Hebden himself. Highlights include mesmerising spacey instrumentalists Explosions in the Sky; Billy Corgan collaborator Papa M (aka Dave Pajo); genre-stepping glitch-hopper Dabrye; Austrian lord of the laptops Fennesz; plus techno minimalist Matthew Dear, Manitoba, Icarus, Animal Collective, and Soul Jazz and Warp DJs to take you into breakfast. Save your appetite, this is one sonic binge not to be missed.

Friday 30 April (Fri 30/04 and Sat 01/05 11pm - 7am; Sun 02/05 12pm - 7am)

@ Phone 0870 0201599 for details

Five measly quid (and a small potential booking fee). What does it buy you these days in our charmingly exorbitant city? A two-mile taxi ride, a pack of lung-busting fags, scarcely even two pints in most watering holes. How would one react to being charged £5 for three days' worth of filthy all-night clubbing in the (as yet unrevealed) heart of Hoxton? One might acknowledge this as being a rare case of good value in a city where certain nightclubs shamelessly charge £20 for a night of M-O-R twaddle. Who is behind this mysterious venture, we can hear you busting to ask? Well, the Hoxton Pimps are the organisers, and have already commandeered an impressive line-up over the duration of the Bank Holiday weekend, including the masterly Scottish techno dons Slam (Soma). This duo always ensures some sensually shuddering and deeply funky effects while creating a thunderous wall of sound. Among a host of acts appearing over the three days are Fat Truckers, Johnny Reckless, Yuko and the excellent Attica Blues. Can you handle the line-up... or will the Pimps get the better of you?

NB: This party is spread over three days -- Fri 30/04 and Sat 01/05 (11pm - 7am); Sun 02/05 (12pm - 7am).

Saturday 1 May (Check NFT site for times)

@ National Film Theatre, South Bank, SE1 (020.7928.3232) Tube: Embankment/Waterloo

Pedro Almodovar is back with a new film. But this is not about his new film (though there will be an opportunity to see Bad Education at the NFT during the Almodovar retrospective). This is about the impressive body of work that has so far served to establish him as one of the most important filmmakers in Europe today. Now you have a chance to see all of his earlier films again -- or for the first time. And we implore you to do so. His world is a seductive one. His characters are all seductive. The stylisation of Almodovar blunts critical faculties (believe us, this is a compliment to the man). When the characters are gone from vision, the story concluded, his picture completed, do we know what we have seen? Hardly. The filmmaker has many tricks, and Almodovar is truly a master of artifice. Therefore, (re)explore. Critically. Or just sit back and enjoy. Let the man remove you from reality to reality. And if you only see one, forget the more talked-about All About my Mother, Talk to Her or Women on the Verge, instead make it What I've done to deserve this?, still his most accomplished piece of work today.

NB: The retrospective runs till 31/05.

Saturday 1 May (10pm - 6am)

@ Cambridge House, Top Floor, 244 - 254 Cambridge Heath Rd., E2

It's a shame there aren't enough people in London putting on nights where the best in minimal techno is played out, but on the other hand like any rare gem it means that when they happen our toes are really tapping (all of them, in polyrhythms!). It's been a while since Sud Electronic's December all-nighter in the wonderful basement space somewhere in Bethnal Green Road (anyone remember where?). Time enough, in fact, for Alan Abrahams, aka Portable, to have come out with some excellent releases -- here on his own Sud imprint and abroad with Background (De) and Karat (Fr). As usual, accompanying him will be label co-founder and long-time South African friend, DJ Lakuti. Her great feel for the music and involvement in the scene means a set by her is usually revelatory -- and always overwhelmingly funky. Also included in the evening is a live set by Finnish Lump (Sub Static/Karloff) which promises perky and complex electronica... clicks, pops and hisses, flirting on the warmest, dubbiest 4/4 subbass. Flickering along with the beats will be 16mm film loop projections by Brittski (Arg/Rotozaza).

NB: For information call 07931.248.733.

Giveaway: We have three copies of Potable's EP gridshift to give away. They'll go to three randomly picked Flashers who can name the San Francisco label that has released a Portable EP.

Sunday 2 May (8pm - 2am)

@ The boat leaves from the Tower Millennium Pier, near Tower Bridge

The Sancho Panza boys are back! Back, on a boat! Not since Kiki and Herb dragged their Vegas addled carcases onto the Thames have our waterways been so awash with debauched carnival excess. The SP boys are a collective hosting countless block-rocking parties over the years at Notting Hill Carnival and various residencies around London (presently at The End), not to mention the frequent series of boat parties, of which this will be the first of 2004. Jimmy K-Tel and Matt Brown have been around in excess of 10 years, and have the ability (unlike the council circa 2000 celebrations) to set our waterways on fire. Let's just pray that they aren't actually in captaincy of the vessel, cos face it, no matter how many times you walk along the Regent's Canal going "oh I'd simply love to live in one of those quaint little boats" you will want your own steady bed after the boys are through with you!

NB: Tickets need to be purchased in advance through Uptown Records (3 D'Arbley St., W1, 020.7434.3639) or Vinyl Addiction (6 Inverness St., NW1, 020.7482.1230). A limited supply of tickets will be available on the day at the pier.

Tuesday 4 May (6:30 - 9:30pm)

@ RIBA, 66 Portland Place, W1 (020.7580.5533) Tube: Regent's Park/Portland St.

This year's RIBA Annual Lecture, to be delivered at the presentation of RIBA Honorary Fellowships, promises to be an entertaining event. Sir Christopher Frayling, Rector of the Royal College of Art and newly appointed Chair of Arts Council England, will deliver the annual lecture. Frayling, a cultural commentator and one could say the academic version of Stephen Bayley, has been credited, amongst other cultural coinage, as creating the term Spaghetti Western. He will be casting his keen eye over the portrayal of designers in the 20th century film, through the characters of Rotwang and Strangelove via Wernher Von Braun, as well as tracking the public image of the designer, from the students of the Bauhaus to the creators of the V2 ballistic missile via Disneyland and the current media image of architectural brands. A fitting lecture to accompany this year's list of honorary fellows who range from the ubiquitous retail Midas, Vittorio Raddice to Jane Jacobs, visionary writer on the sprawl of American urban planning.

NB: To book call 020.7307.3699 or email gallery@inst.riba.org.

Tuesday 4 May (6:45 - 8:30pm)

@ Royal Geographical Society, 1 Kensington Gore, SW7 (020.7792.9512) Tube: South Kensington

They gave the world mind-blowing art and think nothing of combining a fine meal with a lively debate on the unreconstructed self. We gave the world Benny Hill, and can think of nothing better than combining 14 pints of Stella followed by a lively debate with the pavement. Harsh, but quite possibly true. To help us find out whether Britain is an island of philistinism buffering against a cerebral central Europe is the latest debate from Intelligence Squared -- an outfit unafraid to squirt a comedy flower in the face of the most earnest topic. The line-up reads like the most pretentious fantasy dinner party guest list you've ever seen. Batting for the home side is reformed-drug-addict-cum-novelist Will Self, reformed MP-cum-media personality Michael Portillo, and Howard Jacobson, the critic and broadcaster who is refreshingly reincarnation-free. In favour of our European chums is a brace of Theodores -- namely social historian and Oxford professor Theodore Zeldin and scribe Theodore Dalrymple -- who will be wilfully aided by author and academic Colin MacCabe. The debate will be chaired by newsreader Anna Ford -- the woman who pioneered the art of the "arched eyebrow come hither" look way before Fiona Bruce was even born.

NB: To book your tickets call 020.7494.3345 or email info@intelligencesquared.com.

Friday 7 May (5:30pm)

@ London Review Bookshop, 14 Bury Place, WC1 (020.7269.9030) Tube: Holborn

A fun and offbeat conversation promises to mark the release of the independent film The Saddest Music in the World. Eccentric Canadian director Guy Maddin, will discuss the film with writer Kazuo Ishiguro on whose screenplay the story is based. While Ishiguro is celebrated for prize-winning novels The Remains of the Day and An Artist of the Floating World, his humanist storytelling proves to be just as versatile on screen. The musical melodrama charts a linear narrative of a bar owner's contest to find the most tear-jerking tune on the planet. Ishiguro's story has been translated from London in the '90s to the snow-bound prairies of Winnipeg in the Great Depression -- described by the bar matron as "the saddest city in the world". The eclectic set of contestants range from Scottish bagpipers to Mexican mariachis, and the winner of each round gets the prize of sliding into a giant frothy beer at the brewery where the competition takes place. The film has an all-star cast, including Isabella Rossellini, who plays the legless bar baroness, and Pulp Fiction's Maria de Medeiros, who acts the part of a sleepwalking nymphomaniac. Shot in luminous monochrome, the film explores universal themes of love, sex and death in this surreal story.

NB: If you cannot make it to the LR Bookshop then catch Maddin for a Q&A at the Curzon Soho on the same day (07/05) at 6:40pm after the screening of The Saddest Music in the World. And lastly for those Maddin fans The Other Cinema is hosting a Guy Maddin retrospective from 30/04 till 06/05.

Ends Saturday 8 May (Tue to Sat 10am - 6pm)

@ Anthony Reynolds, 60 Great Marlborough St., W1 (020.7439.2201) Tube: Oxford Circus

While the tabloids may be up in arms about the forthcoming entries to the European Union, the Anthony Reynolds Gallery is celebrating the new arrivals with this exhibition of 11 young artists from Poland, Slovakia, Hungary, Latvia, Slovenia, Estonia, Lithuania and the Czech Republic. All photographic and video work, the art in Welcome! is impressive and ranges from the quirky -- Veronika Zapletalova's wall of photographs of summerhouses and Gabor Gerhes's surreally retro shots -- to the poignant, with Kaspars Goba's striking photographs of the residents of Seda Bog. The video works are equally wide-ranging as Katrina Neiburga discusses handbag contents with female clubbers and Pavlina Fichta Cierna explores the ambitions of Josef, an artist. One common theme is the idea of surveillance with Marta Deskur presenting mugshots of refugees in Shoppingen, a small German town, and Alma Skersyte displaying photos of security guards throughout the gallery. With work this interesting and compelling, May 1st, the date these countries will join, spells an exciting moment for European art.

NB: Runs till 08/05.

Ends Saturday 8 May (Tue to Sat 10am - 6pm)

@ Sutton Lane, 1 Sutton Lane, EC1 (020.7253.8580) Tube: Farringdon/Barbican

Maurizio Cattelan is the art world's official joker -- a title for which he has scant competition in a decidedly humourless cultural era. His recently founded The Wrong Gallery in NYC has been a welcome haven for all that is irreverent, mischievous and plain silly in contemporary art. It was with a certain degree of childish anticipation, then, that KultureFlash visited Michael Wilkinson's first London solo show at Sutton Lane Gallery, transferred from Wrong. And Wilkinson's mirror-mounted posters of chimps posing in a variety of PG Tips-style gendered, cliched roles -- the cigar-smoking poker player, the po-faced company boss, a haughty-but-coy Miss World -- don't disappoint. This is pure Cattelan farce: the provocatively un-PC use of animals; the spoof Proust interview as elaborately pretentious press release; the mirror held up to the gormless Ape-like mugs of the art world... Monkey business, indeed.

NB: Runs till 08/05.

Ends Sunday 16 May (Check venue for details)

@ The Other Cinema, 11 Rupert St., W1 (0207 734 1506) Tube: Piccadilly Circus/Leicester Sq.

It's still remarkable today how we can see scenes of great graphic violence, and yet often find the sex act -- that basic human function like drinking, eating and defecating -- censored or taboo. Perhaps it should come as no surprise to find that special and "naughty" act has always been slightly taboo. Now Tartan films are releasing a series of French, one-reel porn flicks from the 1920s. Made anonymously, most probably with prostitutes in an afternoon, these silent films (released as Polissons et Galipettes in France) were intended for the waiting rooms of brothels. With a different film speed, choppy editing and almost Keystone Cop action, they demonstrate how basic pornography still is, yet how our notions of beauty and eroticism have changed. Nuns, students and teachers, girl on girl, boy on boy, then switching to girl on boy, even underwear sniffing, all make appearances in these piffy but entertaining 69 minutes. It is the dog though that deserves the cigarette! With penetration scenes, hard dicks and ejaculations, things were certainly racy in Twenties France. Forget about the outrage and expect to catch yourself laughing as much as being titillated.

NB: Because of licensing laws, The Other Cinema has had to acquire a temporary license as a sex cinema. As a result, you are required to join and become a member for £1. Also note that there is then a 24-hour waiting period before you're allowed to view the film. Membership forms can be downloaded from the cinema's website.

Ends Sunday 30 May (Ring venue for details)

@ Kate MacGarry, 95-97 Redchurch St., E2 (020.7613.3909) Tube: Old St./Liverpool St.

With foreign big-hitters in town, like Guston, Nozkowski and de Keyser, or even local lad Freud, it has been a serious and thoughtful moment for you lovers of paint. Now, Kate Macgarry's latest show, both humorous and spirited, provides just the tonic to suit the weather. The London-based quartet make representational paintings that tread close to the cartoon spirit of Pop on the one hand (Kevin Knox's painterly and expressionistic clown portraits, and Lali Chetwynd's performance relics -- gun and clock), and the cool paint-handling of Angelenos like Laura Owens and Monique Prieto (Tasha Amini, Peter Macdonald) on the other. Yet, it's a completely London moment in its attitude towards turning away from the YBA's aggressiveness and towards a certain sprightliness of spirit. Where Amini's painting seems to hum summer songs with its floating guitar and autumnal tones, Knox's clowns bite aggressively. A laid-back attitude is reflected in Chetwynd's little sculpture-paintings that sit well against McDonald's easy listening paintitude. (Runs till 30/05.)

NB: While walking down Redchurch street, catch the last week of John Dougill at Studio 1-1.

Ends Saturday 17 July (Mon to Sat 7:45pm; Mat Wed and Sat 3pm)

@ Garrick Theatre, Charing Cross Rd., WC2 (0870.890.1104) Tube: Charing Cross

The vibrant Julia Styles and the (too-young-for-the-part but...) sound Aaron Eckhart are almost worth the ticket price of the current production of Oleanna all by their tiny little lonesome. But: David Mamet wrote Oleanna in the early '90s when the idea of political correctness took a serious hold on American universities with a result so farcical that laughter was the only tool of objection. The title is derived from Oleana -- the idealistic community established by Norwegian virtuoso violinist Ole Bull when he attempted to escape the tyranny of 19th-century Norway. After his community failed wretchedly, "oleana" came to denote the hopeless pursuit of a utopian dream where all things, even the unattainable, are naively believed to be attainable. Clever play on words, mildly obscure reference and a confusion of truth and dream with lies and reality -- all in the title. Imagine what the actual play contains. Mamet certainly knows how to play with words. He knows how to draw us in with just two people on stage, talking. This play will never go out of date as long as this world continues to give sexual politics an increasing and undivided attention (we hate to bring up the Naomi Wolf/Harold Bloom fiasco). It's necessarily so, and Mamet gives us a unique perspective -- or is it "vision"?

NB: Runs till 17/07.