Igor Toronyi-Lalic [Times Online, 30 May 2008]

There’s so much that Kim Jong Il would love about the Barbican. All that delicious rolling, rising, falling, state-funded concrete, the Gesamt-kunst thrust, the communal togetherness, the cheesecake. And the opera. A recent spate of new works had enough anti-Americanism/imperialism/capitalism to warm the heart of the frostiest commie dictator.