There’s a lot to process in For All the Women Who Thought They Were Mad, and it requires active listening and embracing the unfamiliar, but it is visually striking, intimate and reflective.
Following a successful run in London, Jamie Lloyd’s production of Harold Pinter’s play Betrayal has officially opened on Broadway. Love London Love Culture rounds up the reviews.
Playwright James Graham may have had two plays in the West End at the same time but can he handle ten questions from me?!
Betrayal is a real gem from the Pinter collection, benefiting from the minimalist design and slick direction of this production – Charlie Cox’s performance is a real highlight.
Full details of presenters, performances and special appearances have been announced for the Olivier Awards 2019 with Mastercard, which takes place on Sunday 7 April at the Royal Albert Hall, hosted by Jason Manford.
More praise has always met the political paranoia and over-relished bullying aggression of Pinter’s other plays, long and short: Jame Lloyd’s Pinter season has been a triumph. But for me Betrayal was always going to be the treasure.
Tom Hiddleston stars in Jamie Lloyd’s revival of Harold Pinter’s play Betrayal. Love London Love Culture rounds up the reviews…
Tom Hiddleston is back! And in excellent form in Jamie Lloyd’s revelatory revival of the 1978 Pinter classic Betrayal.
Jamie Lloyd’s terrific Pinter season, at London’s Harold Pinter Theatre, climaxes with a revival of Betrayal, arguably one of the writer’s more personal pieces and one of his most innovative and beguiling.
Hiddleston, Ashton and Cox deliver precise, layered performances in a production that grips with tension. I think Lloyd has saved the best to last in his Pinter at the Pinter season.
Betrayal is everything you could hope for. The Pinter at the Pinter season has set a very high standard for itself, but what a swansong this has turned out to be.
Two of the country’s most exciting young stars, Zawe Ashton and Charlie Cox, will Tom Hiddleston in The Jamie Lloyd Company production of Harold Pinter’s Betrayal at the Harold Pinter Theatre from 5 March 2019 until 1 June (press night is 13 March) for a strictly limited season ending on 1 June, directed by Jamie Lloyd. The production forms the culmination of the historic Pinter at the Pinter season.
In addition to lists of top productions, Mates contributor Ian Foster reviews his reviews from the past year to award his personal prizes for the best performances for Best Actor and Best Actress, Best Supporting Actor and Best Supporting Actress in both plays and musicals…
I recently wrote about super-hot French playwright Florian Zeller’s London hat trick – with The Father, The Mother and, still running at the Menier Chocolate Factory, The Truth. As I sat down to catch up on my Theatre Diary of other plays I’ve seen recently, however, I realised London’s theatre landscape is going Gallic for far more than Zeller. In the West End alone at the moment, you can catch three heavyweight French offerings, even if you don’t realise it. All three have been given modern English-language makeovers and relocations.
This week the London theatre bloggers – including syndicate Mates Johnny Fox and Laura Kressly – discuss Jamie Lloyd’s West End revival of The Maids, Welcome Home, Captain Fox at the Donmar Warehouse and new play Correspondence at the fringe Old Red Lion Theatre.
The Jamie Lloyd Company’s first production of 2016 is a disturbing tale of two maids who fantasise about killing their mistress – but is it chilling enough for critics?
The Jamie Lloyd Company’s first production of 2016 will be the full-throttle UK premiere of a contemporary adaptation of Jean Genet’s powerful psycho-drama, The Maids, with an all-star cast – Uzo Aduba (Orange is the New Black), Zawe Ashton (Fresh Meat, Not Safe for Work) and Laura Carmichael (Downton Abbey)
Apart from my Edinburgh blitz, I like to take August a little slow on the theatregoing front. These few weeks offer a brief respite while many people are away on holiday or still up at the Fringe (which I’m not the slightest bit jealous about – no, really) before the ‘autumn season’ kicks off and […]
Peter McKintosh designs cold, skilful dictator chic: above a shining marble floor, the majestic Mittel-Europa chandelier dims to a blood-red aurora or to surveillance-camera pinpoints. A wide dark window looms beyond two silver-gilt audience chairs. We are in a Presidential Palace anywhere on the grim modern globe. The Leader himself is never seen; we watch, in fragmented, fugal snap-scenes, four women waiting for him through a long afternoon and evening. Outside, a denied revolution is brewing beyond the river as the despised “Northerners” take revenge.