Artillery Row
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Prince
Is he simply a desperate chancer, or a genuine threat to British interests?
The grand Budapest hotel
The Hungarian Prime Minister’s office gives Orbán the space to think
Noisy decline
Blaring incongruous sound is as much a sign of urban decay as piles of litter
In defence of the stiff upper lip
Emotional reserve in public does not mean neglecting our interior lives, it means being serious about them
A macabre sense of humour
Ligeti, Bartok: String quartets (BIS)
Going Rogue
An interesting if unappealingly illustrated reassessment of a neglected style
The city and its uncertain plot
Despite fascinating thematic material to work with, Murakami still makes it ploddingly dull
Is “love is love” only for white people?
The Tories have suddenly discovered the book of Leviticus
Are all Christians monks?
George Guiver’s book exudes down-to-earthiness, bordering on irreverence
Why won’t Chris Whitty go away?
He lingers on — a slap-headed Rasputin whispering terrible ideas into the ears of our leaders