JAN WOOLF invigilates images that meditate on Palestine, and the people who witness them
A capital vision
London has been a pioneer in council housing, radical local democracy and multiculturalism and a new book persuasively argues that it can be so again, says GLYN ROBBINS
(L to R) Warwick Road (Kensington) Estate saved from ‘redevelopment’ or demolition by a certificate of immunity, July 2015; Lillington Gardens a former council housing estate in Westminster is now owned and managed by CityWest Homes
[(Left) Philafrenzy and (right) Ewan Munro both Creative Commons]
A murderous convention of crime writers, a hymn to nursing, a monster hunt, and robber baron capitalism
MARY CONWAY is disappointed by a three-hander that broaches big themes, but doesn’t transcend dry academia
DAN GLAZEBROOK eavesdrops on the bourgeois intelligentsia and the stories it tells itself at this moment of crisis
JAN WOOLF is bowled over by a major retrospective for the YBA artist
LEO BOIX, ANGUS REID and MARIA DUARTE review Night Stage, Two Women, Kim Novak’s Vertigo, and Fuze
Red Metropolis: Socialism and the Government of London
by Owen Hatherley
(Repeater Books, £10.99)
FOR anyone who’s lived in London during the last 50 years — and especially if you’ve taken an interest in its politics — Owen Hatherley’s book is unputdownable. He knows his stuff and writes so fluently that he’s made what could be a very dry subject into a page-turner.
A book about much more than the title suggests, it’s also an attempt to understand the Labour Party’s crushing December 2019 defeat and suggest some ways for the left to reform, in part inspired by London’s radical tradition.
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