Theatre criticism, as this long neglected and often plagiarised collection by the man considered to be its greatest 20th century exponent makes plain, is far from what it used to be. In these days of the quick-fix sound-bite, if Kenneth Tynan had continued his tenure beyond the 12 years he blazed a trail through British, then world theatre as an arbiter of taste at a crucial time in post World War Two history, what he would have made of the current state of play in the information age is anybody’s guess. Outside of cinema, after all, there was little popular culture to entertain Tynan’s fancy, let alone write about, and today’s equivalent, one suspects, would be as equally well-versed in Buffy The Vampire Slayer as with Hamlet or King Lear. Then again, the narrow cultural canvas he drew upon left Tynan spoiled. Arriving on the scene from Cambridge in that prissy and already anachronistic no-man’s-land where what he dubbed the ‘Loamshire’ play – cut-glass country-house set thrillers t...
An archive of arts writing by Neil Cooper. Effete No Obstacle.