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SPECULATIONS

★★★

Marylebone Theatre

SPECULATIONS

Marylebone Theatre

★★★

“There is plenty of room for animated speculation in the bar after the show”

Speculation is currently a bit of a buzz word. We often hear, in news reports or press conferences, the request to the public not to speculate until a particular story or case has accrued more solid evidence. This is not a modern development, however. Before social media, these ‘speculations’ would take place in cafes or bars, and even investigative journalists’ living rooms. This is the premise behind Torben Betts’ political thriller that centres on Dorothy Kilgallen’s theories around the deaths of Marilyn Monroe, John F. Kennedy and Lee Harvey Oswald. The programme notes emphatically tell us that the columnist turned muckraker, Kilgallen (played by Janie Dee), was ‘not a speculator’. Yet over the next two hours, that is precisely what she comes across as. As the play progresses, Dee’s portrayal strips the certainty away from the character, exposing the harsh truth that conspiracy theories are, and have always been, an intrinsic aspect of humanity.

It opens with a threatening phone call from an unknown source, establishing a sense of unease and paranoia. Kilgallen is about to publish an exposé of the alleged distortion of the circumstances behind the three deaths. In her jittery state she is interrupted by the entrance of Flo Jackson, a young aspiring journalist sidelining as a childminder (or perhaps vice versa). She does little childminding, but Gloria Obianyo’s Flo is an engaging presence, despite the implausibility. Equipped with her own strongly held views – especially on civil rights – Flo is partially reduced to the role of sounding board for Kilgallen’s narrative. Director Trevor Nunn cleverly sets two plays within the play, smoothly facilitated by Lee Newby’s set which revolves and swings to reveal the locations. This filmic approach neatly transports us into flashback territory in which we witness, first hand, Kilgallen’s speculations in dramatic form.

Marilyn Monroe (Natalie Dunne) receives a visit from Robert F. Kennedy (Jolyon Coy) who rather desperately, and repeatedly, demands her to relinquish her incriminating diaries. “Over my dead body” retorts Marilyn with artless dramatic irony. Meanwhile, in the second scenario, Lee Harvey Oswald (Joseph Potter) is groomed by New Orleans crime boss Carlos Marcello (Ferdy Roberts) into becoming the required killing machine for his revenge on the Kennedy clan. Connections are forged between the two storylines, and there are interesting insights into the complicated underworld that rippled the US Senate’s organised crime committee, but these retrospective scenes seem to run on a loop with little added on each repeat.

The performances are all convincing, even if their lines are less so. There is no sense of danger as Bobby Kennedy becomes more desperate to silence Monroe; more in the vein of a teenage lover than a powerful Attorney General. Consequently, it doesn’t do justice to the real-life personas (incidentally Flo is the only fictional character in the piece), eroding the audience’s belief in the central character of Kilgallen. Lee Harvey Oswald and Carlos Marcello fare better, yet their scenes comprise a rather sedentary portrait that avoids thrills or intrigue.

The play seeks to examine the perils of delving to deeply into the lives of the powerful and the dangerous. And how the political and the criminal world overlap. This danger finds its way into Dorothy Kilgallen’s living room – quite literally with a brick through the window at one point. Yet the real sense of threat doesn’t follow suit. We don’t expect fresh answers – we never will know for sure – but the questions raised are not really illuminated under a new light. It is not without satisfaction, however, and there is plenty of room for animated speculation in the bar after the show.


SPECULATIONS

Marylebone Theatre

Reviewed on 4th November 2026

by Jonathan Evans

Photography by Helen Maybanks

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SPECULATIONS

SPECULATIONS

SPECULATIONS

SPECULATIONS

BIRD GROVE

★★★★

Hampstead Theatre

BIRD GROVE

Hampstead Theatre

★★★★

“a confident production, keen to entertain and doing so with ease”

As a debate rages about the death of reading, award-winning playwright Alexi Kaye Campbell comes at us with an easily digestible and endlessly spirited primer on George Eliot.

This new play comes bookended with a slice of drawing room farce at the beginning to ease us in – think Malvolio courting Elizabeth Bennet – and a curiously on-the-nose coda at the end. This is in case we still haven’t figured out that headstrong Mary Ann Evans is destined to become the author of Middlemarch under a gender-swapping nom de plume.

For the most part, though, this is an engrossing and serious study of a young woman loved and wronged repeatedly; a victim of her age, her sex and her voracious curiosity.

To 1840s Coventry then, and Bird Grove, for this fact-based origin story.

The setting (Sarah Beaton) conveys an elegant five rooms simply devised on a rotating stage. This is the home of Robert Evans (Owen Teale) who has worked all his life to acquire such a property, a bowerbird’s nest in which to show off his unmarried daughter Mary Ann (Elizabeth Dulau).

But bird’s fly and nests are emptied, and that is certainly in the mind of Mary Ann who decides one day, after much turmoil, not to accompany her father to church. She doesn’t believe in the dogma of religion nor the marketplace of singletons.

The declaration is shocking.

In the face of this stand, one is stubborn, the other is wilful. And vice versa.

They are barely separate creatures in that regard.

Despite the fissure, there is always a chance of rapprochement. It is beautifully touching that twice widowed Robert Evans is exasperated and infuriated by his daughter’s defiance – but also proud in his own contained way.

He is a simple man, plain spoken, a grafter of no great insight. Except in this matter.

When smug allies and “free thinkers” Mr and Mrs Bray (Tom Espiner and Rebecca Scroggs) try to arbitrate, they list Mary Ann’s many talents. He has the perfect riposte to their snobbery.

“You are intelligent people and astute at least in spotting my daughter’s genius, but how astounding that you have not entertained the notion that I have spotted it myself.”

It’s true. An estate manager by profession, he knows how to rescue pigs from their own muck, but he also knows what possesses his daughter, even though he cannot fully come to terms with her significance.

Despite a nine-strong cast, the play is a classic double act of opposites – young and old, parent and child, traditional and progressive – rendering the early toilet troubles of silly suitor Horace Garfield (a winning Jonnie Broadbent) and other farcical diversions into something forgettable.

The chemistry, diffidence and opposition of father and daughter is key. Owen Teale as Robert is a towering man, a thunderous spirit and yet strangely uncertain for much of the play. But he discovers a resounding and unshakeable timbre when his convictions are truly challenged.

And Elizabeth Dulau as Mary Ann is as bright and fresh as the country morning – perspicacious, revolutionary, chafing at the yoke and aching to meet her destiny. If Dulau wasn’t a star already – thanks to Andor – this performance would bring her to notice. She embodies the duel of duty and ambition but retains crystal clarity throughout.

There are some quirks in the production – the language is a hybrid of formality and modern idioms and the business with the French mesmerist (James Staddon) seems – again – unnecessary. Meanwhile, Anna Ledwich’s graceful direction can sometimes become stilted.

But this is a confident production, keen to entertain and doing so with ease.

 



BIRD GROVE

Hampstead Theatre

Reviewed on 23rd February 2026

by Giles Broadbent

Photography by Johan Persson


 

 

 

 

BIRD GROVE

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