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YENTL

★★★★

Marylebone Theatre

YENTL

Marylebone Theatre

★★★★

“Amy Hack’s Yentl is superb, expertly capturing the tension between self-determination and destruction, outwardly uncertain yet inwardly blazing”

Fresh from its award winning Sydney Opera House run, ‘Yentl’ lands in London with a bang. Worlds away from the Streisand musical, this new bilingual adaptation delivers a gritty, layered and fiercely human take on Isaac Bashevis Singer’s original story of identity, desire and moral conflict.

Yentl yearns to study the Torah, forbidden for Jewish women like her. Her father recognises her true soul and secretly teaches her. When he dies, Yentl can’t bear to give it up, choosing to live as a man (Anshl), joining a ‘yeshiva’ (school for men’s religious study) and bonding with study partner, Avigdor. But as the deceptions compound, how long can Yentl protect her authentic self – and who will she hurt along the way?

Co writers Gary Abrahams, Elise Hearst and Galit Klas craft a powerful story about the age-old tension between freedom and destruction, embracing the morally ambiguous mire Singer originally intended. Steeped in Jewish culture yet asking universal questions about identity, queerness, learning and belonging, the text brims with biblical allusions, vivid imagery and fraught choices mirroring inner struggle. Kadimah Yiddish Theatre’s extended Yiddish passages, surtitled in English, give the piece the pulse of Singer’s language, while well judged humour cuts through the intensity. Focusing the drama on Yentl/Anshel, Avigdor and Hodes, with a shape shifting fourth role, sharpens the emotional stakes and deepens the commentary. That said, the overly long prologue stalls momentum, and the epilogue’s initial reinvention of Yentl risks confusion, but overall this is a strong, compelling adaptation.

Gary Abrahams’ direction digs straight into the grit and dualism of Singer’s world, inviting us to confront our own hidden selves. The mischievous Figure cleverly embodies shifting dualities, though the role could push further – clearer character transitions and a bolder presence would drive the narrative and heighten the otherworldliness. There’s striking physicality throughout, from Yentl/Anshl’s awkwardness to Hodes’ shy earnestness. The pace is spot on, crackling in the climactic confrontation between Yentl, Avigdor and Hodes. The ever present Torah becomes a fifth character, with a Hebrew inscribed curtain framing key moments (though I would love to know what it says). Overall, the direction is sharp and considered.

UK and original set designers Isabella Van Braeckel and Dann Barber create an evocative, brooding world shaped by flickering candlelight and rustic furniture. The imposing wall feels ancient and unyielding; the shredded rubber floor earthy and primal. Costumes stay muted, with Hodes’ yellow dress a rare flash of hope. Lighting designers Tom Turner and Rachel Burke craft a restrained visual palette, expertly using shadows to underscore the story’s darker elements. Sound designer Julian Starr, with designer and composer Max Lyandvert, subtly build tension through abstract strings, distant voices and electronic pulses. Mask like makeup nods to Purim’s hidden identities, with Yentl the most naturalistic yet still unmistakably masked.

Overall, the cast is brilliant. Amy Hack’s Yentl is superb, expertly capturing the tension between self-determination and destruction, outwardly uncertain yet inwardly blazing. Hack feels fully human, with sharp humour and moving singing. Ashley Margolis’ Avigdor is a knot of contradictions, desperately trying to outrun destiny while giving in to his basest desires. Margolis’ brooding worldliness plays beautifully against Yentl’s raw naivety, deepening both characters. Genevieve Kingsford gives Hodes an endearing, somewhat tragic edge while maintaining a flicker of grit and agency. Evelyn Krape brings a deliciously mischievous darkness to the Figure – part tormentor, part temptation – though the character shifts could be clearer and the timing a little punchier.

‘Yentl’ is a strikingly accessible, compelling look at the clash between self determination and social constraint, resonating well beyond its Jewish roots. It fittingly honours Singer’s original story while asserting its own identity – a powerful, thought-provoking watch.



YENTL

Marylebone Theatre

Reviewed on 11th March 2026

by Hannah Bothelton

Photography by Manuel Harlan


 

 

 

 

YENTL

YENTL

YENTL

THE BILLIONAIRE INSIDE YOUR HEAD

★★★

Hampstead Theatre

THE BILLIONAIRE INSIDE YOUR HEAD

Hampstead Theatre

★★★

“an extraordinary piece that gets under our skin”

There is a brutal honesty that runs through Will Lord’s debut play, “The Billionaire Inside Your Head”. A truth that is recognisable and unsettling. Lord cuts straight to the chase with an opening monologue delivered with panache, and a touch of menace, by Allison McKenzie. We are asked questions we would never admit to asking ourselves. But on reflection we all do. More often than we’d care to divulge. Nobody offers up an answer (McKenzie provides it anyway). We squirm a bit in our seats, and realise that the traverse seating plan is probably deliberate. We are looking straight at the audience opposite. We are looking at ourselves.

It comes as a relief when the fourth wall is rebuilt and we are drawn into the main narrative of the play (the comfort is short-lived, however). We are in the basement office of a debt collecting firm, bookended by ramshackle filing cabinets. Richie (Nathan Clarke) and Darwin (Ashley Margolis) are old school mates starting out on the lowest rung of the cooperate ladder. They still carry their childhood dreams of becoming billionaires. Hence the title of the play, although “The Voice Inside Your Head” would provide a more accurate description. Richie has Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD), and it is this subtext that quickly comes to the surface and dominates the story.

Clarke and Margolis have a natural onstage chemistry. Friendship, affection and rivalry co-exist as if they were close siblings. Cracks appear, however, when they find they are competing for the same promotion, and the quirkiness of their dialogue – often extremely funny – takes on darker shades. It so happens that their boss is Darwin’s mother, Nicole, (Allison McKenzie), so nepotism versus merit is another spanner that Lord throws into the works. It is possibly all a bit too much and this overcrowding of ideas can lead to confusion. McKenzie plays the mother, and also ‘The Voice’ inside Richie’s head, but with little distinction. Dressed in her crisp white trouser suit for both roles, the accent and vocal inflections never change. We rely on James Whiteside’s lighting; bare lightbulbs hanging from the ceiling light up and flicker as a cartoon-like – but not inappropriate – metaphor whenever McKenzie becomes ‘The Voice’.

Eventually ‘The Voice’ overshadows the action, which is a shame. And we feel we are in two separate dramas. Clarke and Margolis are an engaging couple, verging on bromance. They make fun of each other. Margolis’ Darwin is a bit of a dope-smoking slob, self-assured and secure while Clarke’s Richie is on always edge. The manifestations of his OCD, initially comical, swiftly turn quite sinister and surreal. Lord, himself diagnosed with OCD, tackles the subject with integrity and honesty, but injects extravagant melodrama – which is distracting. Anna Ledwich directs with respect for the writing, yet it appears that she is struggling to decide in what genre she is working.

There are serious issues at stake here, but it is difficult to take them seriously. Richie’s condition is demonised somewhat – the voice in his head grows sadistic, psychotic, angry. Lord’s intentions are applauded and the gripping performances from the cast are applauded even more. It is an extraordinary piece that gets under our skin, but it is administered too indelicately. A little less force would drive the point home more. Nevertheless, it is a compelling watch, and one that certainly makes us question our own voice. We all have one. Maybe we don’t always admit it. The truth is often unsettling and, at least, Lord doesn’t shy away from it.

 



THE BILLIONAIRE INSIDE YOUR HEAD

Hampstead Theatre

Reviewed on 26th September 2025

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Rich Lakos


 

Previously reviewed at this venue:

SHOWMANISM | ★★★★ | June 2025
LETTERS FROM MAX | ★★★★ | June 2025
HOUSE OF GAMES | ★★★ | May 2025
PERSONAL VALUES | ★★★ | April 2025
APEX PREDATOR | ★★ | March 2025
THE HABITS | ★★★★★ | March 2025
EAST IS SOUTH | ★★★ | February 2025
AN INTERROGATION | ★★★★ | January 2025

 

 

THE BILLIONAIRE

THE BILLIONAIRE

THE BILLIONAIRE