Sarah Kent
Bio
Sarah was the visual arts editor art of Time Out, the ICA’s Director of Exhibitions, has served on Turner Prize and other juries, and has written catalogues for the Hayward, ICA, Saatchi Gallery, White Cube and Haunch of Venison and books such as Shark-Infested Waters: The Saatchi Collection of British Art in the 90s.
Articles By Sarah Kent
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Album: Snow Patrol - The Forest is the Path
Contrary to popular belief, not all music journalists get off on being snide about the same old easy-to-slate bands. When something like this...
Prom 68, A Midsummer Night's Dream, Garsington Opera re...
Some operas shine in the vasts of the Albert Hall, others seem to creep back into their beautiful shells. Glyndebourne’s Carmen blazed,...
Album: Tindersticks - Soft Tissue
It has to be hoped that Stuart Staples’ songs for Tindersticks aren’t a reflection of his actual life experiences. No-one really deserves that...
The Mad Hatter's Tea Party, ZooNation, Linbury Theatre...
The Mad Hatter gets it about right when he tells Alice: “You’re entirely bonkers… but all the best people are.” Kate Prince takes this line and...
La traviata, Royal Opera review - a charismatic soprano in a...
Later this autumn Richard Eyre’s La Traviata celebrates its 30th birthday. Not bad going for the director’s first ever foray...
Red Rooms review - the darkest of webs
A woman sits at her computer. She copy-pastes an address into a search engine. She goes to street view. She zooms in. Click. Opens...
Sambre: Anatomy of a Crime, BBC Four review - satisfying nov...
Like the BBC’s documentary series The Yorkshire Ripper Files before it, the French six-part drama Sambre on...
Beetlejuice Beetlejuice review - a lively resurrection
Sometimes love never dies and the dead never rot. A lot of water has flowed down the River Styx since...
Blu-ray: Floating Clouds
Once regarded as highly as Kurosawa and Ozu, Japanese director Mikio Naruse’s star has fallen in recent decades, with few of his films readily...
Starve Acre review - unearthing the unearthly in a fine folk...
Blame the high cost of city housing, or killer smog. What else can explain a bright young couple’s move from 1970s...