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Back IssuesNavigationLinksProm dresses | Bruce Martin Adrian Collette’s self-serving claim that matters raised in Gideon Haigh’s article on Opera Australia “lack substance” needs to be refuted. No attempt was made to make a realistic recording of OA’s Rusalka last year. The printed itinerary of the Chandos producer, Ralph Couzens, shows he didn’t bother to attend any of the performances in the theatre, and had no idea of what the audience heard – and he stated as much to me. It seems that he and Richard Hickox were intent on constructing a fantasy right from the start. Bruce Martin Recent letters to the editor
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Historical EncountersWhen Peter Lalor's moment in history arrived, it caught him by surprise. He'd come to Australia to strike it rich, not to lead a rebellion. The 27-year-old Irishman had shown no interest in politics in his native country. A Catholic from a once-prosperous, famine-bankrupted background, he spent his days down a mineshaft, eking gold from the Eureka reef. Joining the Ballarat Reform League was no more than a reaction to the heavy-handed methods of arbitrary officialdom.
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In A Prophet, a dazzling new film about innocence and power from Jacques Audiard (director of The Beat My Heart Skipped, 2005), 19-year-old Malik (Tahar Rahim) is about to embark on a six-year prison sentence for assaulting a cop. Polite and deferential, Malik is hard to read at first. The little we glean about his life is framed in terms of negatives: he has no contacts, no relatives; he didn’t grow up with his parents, but in juvenile centres. If he’s experiencing fear as he enters the chaos of the prison at Brécourt, he doesn’t show it. He’... Random reading
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