A century of Hollywood’s spectacular flops
Box Office Poison is a riotously entertaining read, packed with illuminating tales of egos run amok
The daily telegraph
Tuesday
Tuesday
Prince Harry isn't coming back any time soon
Unless hell freezes over, he is not coming back full-time
Saturday
The Washington Post has missed out on a great editor
Robert Winnett is recognized as a journalists’ editor, precisely the kind of guy you want battling at the front during a fight for the future of news
Tuesday
When will the Telegraph sale be concluded?
Abu Dhabi-backed company RedBird IMI will put the Daily Telegraph and Spectator titles back up for sale
Friday
Why the fuss over The Spectator’s sale?
The magazine is no stranger to being owned by overseas powers
Tuesday
The UAE bid for The Spectator is over
Britain’s 300-year-old tradition of a free press is set to carry on for some time yet
Saturday
How to sell The Spectator
An auction reconvened now would see the original bidders back, their files still fresh
Tuesday
Should the Emiratis be allowed a minority stake in the Telegraph?
If 100 percent RedBird IMI ownership is not compatible with a free press, then what is?
Monday
Don’t believe Emirati promises of editorial freedom
My mistake was to think a free publication was ever possible under an absolutist government
Tuesday
Press freedom isn’t ‘sentimental’ – it’s vital
It is not ‘sentimental’ to worry about the world’s oldest English-language magazine being snapped up by the UAE
Monday
How to lose friends and ghost people
I sometimes worry that the person hasn’t noticed that he or she is dead to me
Tuesday
Where will Boris write his column?
The outgoing British PM is being linked with posts at a number of newspapers
Thursday
Barbara Amiel is a cross between Medusa and Maria Callas
If this book becomes a Netflix blockbuster, as it surely must, Barbara Amiel presents us with an opening image. She describes, during a visit to see her husband Conrad Black in prison, watching a Monarch butterfly rise above roadside debris: You couldn’t miss it in that bright early morning sunscape of trash cans and crumpled paper cups, so intense the colours and so large its wings as it did a parabola over a little triangular patch of wildflowers growing off to the side of the service area at Turkey State on Interstate 95. Let me have a think about whom that might metaphorically represent. We find out later: This book
