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Helen Charman
Helen Charman is a writer and academic based in Glasgow. Her first book, Mother State – a political history of motherhood — is forthcoming from Allen Lane in 2024. She teaches in the English Studies department at Durham University.

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Attachment Barbies: On Watching Grey’s Anatomy

Essay

March 2023

Helen Charman

Essay

March 2023

In August 2022, ABC announced that Ellen Pompeo, currently the highest-paid actress on American network television, was leaving Grey’s Anatomy, the show on which...

Book Review

May 2021

HOLDING THE ROOM: ON HOLLY PESTER’S ‘COMIC TIMING’

Helen Charman

Book Review

May 2021

The last poem in Holly Pester’s first collection COMIC TIMING (Granta, 2021) is called ‘Villette’; it shares its title...

In Louis Henderson’s film I build my language with rocks (2017), veins of handwritten Haitian Creole spread across a printed French script, a palimpsest in the making A group of actors and poets pour over the pages of playwright and theorist Édouard Glissant’s 1961 play Monsieur Toussaint debating turns of phrase, contesting imagery, and teasing it line by line into present day Port-au-Prince A camera approaches, peering over shoulders, shooting the words bubbling from their hands   The film opens Louis Henderson’s show ‘Overtures’ at HOME Manchester Henderson is a British filmmaker living in France, and ‘Overtures’ is characteristic of his works to date, which explore the legacies of colonialism and the entanglement of technology and history The exhibition takes Haiti as its subject, and the Revolution of 1791 in which slaves and freed people of colour won independence from French colonial rule As a white European artist, Henderson’s intervention in this time and history has a charged, and under-interrogated, politics   Overtures follows Henderson’s collaboration with a group of Haitian artists, The Living and the Dead Ensemble, to translate and perform Monsieur Toussaint for Port-au-Prince’s Ghetto Biennale (2017) The play dramatises the dying days of Toussaint Louverture who, born into slavery, went on to lead the Haitian Revolution Louverture died a prisoner of France in 1803, a year before Haiti’s sovereignty, betrayed by his successor Jean-Jacque Dessalines Condemned to a cell in French Jura, and banned from writing, he nonetheless spent his final days penning his clandestine memoirs in an early Haitian Creole tongue, hiding the handwritten pages in a handkerchief bound to his head Henderson takes Louverture’s ghost as the protagonist of ‘Overtures’  In so doing, Louverture becomes a proxy through which Henderson can enact his critique of history   Monsieur Toussaint puts French into the mouths of some characters The project of Henderson with The Living and the Dead Ensemble is to ‘creolise’ the play, filtering out the sediments of colonial power that persist through language Monsieur Toussaint becomes slam poetry, the betrayal of Toussaint by Dessalines bouncing between actors in a rhythmic call-and-response of Haitian Creole The group worked collaboratively on this

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November 2017

Helen Charman

Contributor

November 2017

Helen Charman is a writer and academic based in Glasgow. Her first book, Mother State – a political history...

Essay

May 2020

Where do I put myself, if public life’s destroyed? On reading Denise Riley

Helen Charman

Essay

May 2020

How do you read someone who doesn’t always want to be read? This is a question I used to...

Sally Rooney’s ‘Normal People’

Book Review

October 2018

Helen Charman

Book Review

October 2018

Reading Sally Rooney’s second novel Normal People is a compulsive experience. After the navy blue Faber & Faber proofs were sent out in early...
Rendering intimacy impossible, deploy lifeboats (mark yourself safe) Not listening as such, more waiting to speak, above all mark yourself, it’s so important to be safe Carry on, they demand, we’re not reeling / we are reeling Is this the place for a fountain reference? Probably ‘What first attracted you to your wife, sir?’ ‘Her delicacy / her ankles / her hatred of the Tories’                  Alive twice over but that’s a whole life gone too                you know I’m sorry, he holds his hands up, I’m                sorry, he backs away: my conscience couldn’t                keep company with your body I say, your body?                it just made me think: it’s only a nine month stay   The next time you lay a hand on me, I’ll make a perfect gleaming dive into the Thames Aren’t you glad / to be here? I am
Electioneering

Prize Entry

November 2017

Helen Charman


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poetry

April 2017

Two Poems

Fady Joudah

poetry

April 2017

EUROPA AND THE BULL   The boat was loaded on a truck. The truck took me to the border....

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December 2011

Travel

Paul Kavanagh

fiction

December 2011

Taxi The taxi stopped and Henry climbed into the taxi. The taxi driver went around the block three times...

Prize Entry

April 2017

The Critic of Tombs

Ethan Davison

Prize Entry

April 2017

Emilia came to Tombs [1] in the twelfth year of the interregnum. It was the first time in history...

 

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