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For most of my life, I have scoffed at people who take horoscopes seriously, people who dedicate time to reading their astrological charts and interpreting their personalities through star signs. I used to think it was cringe, something only hippies or free spirits could enjoy. How could millions of people born around the same time of year possibly share the same traits? It does not make scientific sense. But recently, I have been asking myself a different question. Does it a

As a law student at Leeds, I’ve been reminded time and time again of Keir Starmer's alumnus status. In my very first week I remember his name being mentioned in nearly every lecture, albeit with varying tones of enthusiasm. Starmer's premiership began on a strong footing, successfully ending 14 years of Tory rule. His 2024 manifesto promised ‘change’ which proved to be exactly what the British public wanted. Yet, while hope for the future stood at the forefront of his campaig

In the wake of the death of Rob Reiner, I can’t help but reflect on his most beloved film, When Harry Met Sally . I find myself coming back to it every time the leaves go brown, when the slump between Christmas and New Years hits, or whenever I need to believe in love again. Thirty-five years on, it remains a firm favourite and a testament to Reiner’s talent as a filmmaker. For the minority that haven’t watched it before, the film   follows Harry (Billy Crystal) and Sally (Me

While a triumph in visual pleasure, Filipe Matzembacher ’s and Marcio Reolon ’s Night Stage  left much to be desired on the narrative front. It had potential to go much further, tipping towards something I hoped would leave me thrilled and satisfied, yet moments of brilliance seemed to only exist as glimpses, fizzling out into an ending that - while bold - still left me wanting more. Night Stage  centres on theatre performer Mateo (Gabriel Faryas). While competing against h

Growing up surrounded by religion, alongside the stark objection to it, I have struggled all of my life with my relationship with what God is, and what faith is. Constantly fighting against myself, trying to force belief, and then picking away at whatever belief I thought I had. Most people I know attended religious schools, and although that religion was different to the one I was raised in, the ideals of God, traditions, and teachings were always there for everyone, lurking

Director Lynne Ramsay has never been deterred by challenging material, and her adaptation of Ariana Harwicz’s novel Die, My Love is no exception. I was lucky enough to view an early screening of the highly anticipated film at Leeds International Film Festival (LIFF) and, despite the mixed commercial reception, I found myself siding with the contrastingly positive view taken by critics. Ramsay’s consistent and bold direction makes Die My Love an immersive experience that deman