The International Committee of the Red Cross said today that more than 800 people were killed on Tuesday in intercommunal violence in the Ivory Coast town of Duekoue.
JR is to be shot again – by the cameras, at least. Actor Larry Hagman has, not for the first time, ended months of suspense by confirming that he will reprise his most famous role in a TV remake of Dallas, the 1980s soap.
Programme-makers are ruining their shows with lengthy spoilers that give far too much away, says Fiona Sturges
With just a few clicks of a mouse, modern teenagers have easy access to hardcore and often violent pornography. But are we raising a damaged generation as a consequence? The leading psychologist Terri Apter investigates
On screen, the cast of Desperate Housewives gossip, sleep around, and peer enviously at neighbours over their impeccable white picket fences. But the real drama begins when the director shouts "cut!" and they return to their highly strung lives away from Wisteria Lane.
Michael Bolton has sold 60 million records and won a shelf-full of Grammys. So why is he still regarded as the most reviled man in pop? Guy Adams asks him
View from America: There were 117,976 placements on programmes in the first quarter of last year
Age cannot dither them
Soap opera stars come and go, and so do the plotlines used to bump them off.
Channel 4 is to become the first UK broadcaster to make its back catalogue of programmes available to watch for free on its website, it was announced.
Pedro Almodovar takes his zany Spanish film to the American suburbs – and television
"The moment will come when we ask ourselves, 'Where did the time go?'" said the Valium-voiced Mary Alice at the beginning of last night's Desperate Housewives, dispensing another of the tranquillising banalities that are the series's stock in trade. For devoted followers of the programme, I think that moment will have come sooner than they expected when it became clear that an awful lot has been going on while we've been away. Lynette's tearaway boys now tower over her and can drive her car, Bree is well on her way to transforming herself into Martha Stewart, and Gabrielle, one hardly dares write the words, is looking a little plump and tugging a tubby daughter around behind her. "Where did the past five years go?" you ask yourself, and the answer is into the bin. Wisteria Lane needed a real jolt, one imagines the writers must have felt, and hitting the narrative chronology hard with a sledgehammer was what they came up with to do the trick. Cue some rather neat time-lapse editing in which our heroines walk out of five years ago into today, and into circumstances that their older selves would never have dreamt of.
Everybody's favourite black comedy of suburban America and sky-high stilettos comes sashaying back on to our screens as the ladies of Wisteria Lane get a fifth series.
The new Cold Feet: it's one of those holy grails of the schedules. After numerous not very successful attempts to follow in the comedy-drama's footsteps (Hearts and Bones, Big Bad World or Metropolis, anyone?), maybe this time the commissioners have unearthed that holiest of holies – the middle-class serial that mirrors the lives of its viewers. Mutual Friends certainly has more than a touch of Mike Bullen's hit show, which ran for five seasons from 1997, about it.
In recent months, I've read two outstanding books: Evening in the Palace of Reason by James Gaines (about J S Bach and Frederick the Great); and John Armstrong's Love, Life, Goethe, which is both a biography and superior self-help book. I also read Madame Bovary (never got round to it before), and have just begun A Hidden Life, by my friend Adèle Geras. And I've been dipping into the new Selected Poems by Michael Hofmann, one of my favourite living poets.