Weather Vein
It’s been weeks since a storm like this— Paper cups are smooth, flammable, and hazardously placed in my hand. I am drunk at a party and the music is too loud. It is creeping up my spine A static hum that rattles the bones of my inner ear, Any second now it’s going […]
Artist of the Week: Lydia Free
Lydia is a second-year at Keble studying Italian and Linguistics. In MT22, she co-founded Peach Productions and had her directorial debut with Wishbone. In HT23, she went on to direct Every Brilliant Thing, and last week finished directing Hedda Gabler, which sold out two days before opening nig
A Million Miles from Marvel
People study comics at Oxford. Postgraduates, doing research on everything from Holocaust literature to the influence of Gothic texts on teenage girls, pore over the ever-expanding world of graphic literature, and get DPhils for it. Undergraduates reading English or Modern Languages frequently choos
Enemies of the Slate: a glance into a life of lying and protein shakes
The stereotypical student must live in rat-infested quarters, survive on PotNoodle, and often tragically turn to side hustles like tutoring and OnlyFans, rather than spend time on more important ventures like making LinkedIn connections and going to Park End. I was that student, until I found out ab
A Cannes Diary
Attending the Cannes Film Festival has long been a dream of mine, and became a particular goal of my year abroad, so much so that I craftily positioned myself in the South of France for the second half of my year, just twenty minutes from Cannes. So, when I was finally walking along La Croisette [&h
Review: Metamorphosis
“You should be hearing this in your left ear.” “You should be hearing this in your right ear.” I was. The voice of Sonya Luchanskaya delivered these words through the respective drivers on my personal headphone set, which were waiting at my seat as I walked into the Michael P
Emerging Blinking: ‘Labyrinth: Knossos, Myth and Reality’ at the Ashmolean
The Ashmolean’s Sainsbury Gallery is rarely so atmospheric. Dark walls loom over codices and drypoint, partitions make the rooms themselves maze-like, and the space is given a feeling of hushed silence – normally. On my third visit, it’s Summer VIIIs, and viewers huddle in the cool away from t