Jamie is more an antique Roman than a Dane. He is straight and slender, and more than common tall. He is ill at reckoning, but he knows a hawk from a handsaw and is advised what he says, neither disturbed with the effect of wine nor heady-rash, provoked with raging ire. He is an unfee'd lawyer, but not covetous for gold. He is a foe to tyrants. He is not gamesome, and does lack some part of that quick spirit that is in Antony. He loves not wisely but too well. He is a better scholar than he thought he was, so he'll call for pen and ink and write his mind.

 

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• Don't They Shine Beautiful?  
  Jamie thinks about beauty, cleverness, justice, and goodness in Sweeney Todd.
• Seeing how it's done  
  Jamie doesn't review a Dave McKean retrospective but does think about painting and such.
• Standing still in public  
  London's three newest public sculptures fail to move Jamie.
• Life is a (mucked up) cabaret old chum  
  Jamie J. reviews the latest attempt to revive Cabaret