I would, as a parting shot, like to point out that The London Word encourages its writers to include personal colour more than most journalistic publications do. There are more than enough outlets for straight journalism in this country and, as a culture enthusiast, I’m sure you would hate to see writing homogenised.

@Sophie – I agree with your points on broadening the remit of a review to include context. I don’t agree that this includes not staging something because a “booze-filled” partner happened to think we shouldn’t “be resurrecting stories that fuel a victim complex amongst the Jewish people”. If you had some extra words to play with, I’d suggest you perhaps reflect your own view and let him post his own.

Thank you for your comment. It’s always good to get feedback.

I agree with your point that censorship based on a few cases of individual outrage would be fatal to the arts however the c-word was not mentioned. Forgive me if it was implied.

As for theatre reviews not being a political grandstand, once again, I quite agree but perceive that politics – like puddles at this time of year – have a habit of cropping up everywhere and I have no interest in denying this.

I’m sorry if the inclusion of my boyfriend’s point of view has affronted your sense of what should and shouldn’t be present in a theatre review. I had some extra words to play with and thought it would be an interesting vignette to mention. I think I made it clear that I do not share his outrage and surely, given my distancing, a quote from another audience member cannot be out of place.

Firstly old fruit, allow me to make clear, that throwing up in a directors face is more so down to my gifted drunkenness, than deep analysis of a play. Also I seek to underscore that my proposed ire was ever so slightly booze filled. So, there are my MP style disclaimers. Here’s another one: Half my family are Jewish and that makes me… Well, you do the maths. Now, far from seriously considering this musical as strong enough artistically or contextually profound enough to incite hatred – I don’t – I just found it odd that anyone, would wish to set music to it on the London stage and thought especially odd the bizarre nineteenth century, black caricatures given the play’s themes. P.S. I don’t see any Mary Whitehouse styled leanings at all in this review. Hidden agendas? Bless, my darling Trev, you’re an adorable sweetie pops. More!