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THE BANALITY OF EVIL: HANNAH ARENDT, FRANCE, 1940

★★★★

Arcola Theatre

THE BANALITY OF EVIL: HANNAH ARENDT, FRANCE, 1940

Arcola Theatre

★★★★

“beautiful physical moments and thought-provoking themes”

Performed by an ensemble of six women, The Banality of Evil is an ambitious production exploring a lesser-known chapter of Second World War history. Through a series of fast-paced scenes, writer and director Julia Pascal brings together the lives of three German Jewish women: philosopher Hannah Arendt, pioneering artist Charlotte Salomon and teenage Communist Eva Daube, who are arrested in France and interned at Camp Gurs in 1940.

The scenes move quickly between the women’s lives, relationships and political beliefs as they face the uncertainty of imprisonment. With German forces advancing, they must decide whether to stay and hope for liberation or risk escaping into an unknown future. Beyond their individual stories, the play explores exile, belonging and the fragile promise of safety when the very state that offered refuge becomes a source of persecution.

There is something particularly striking about the contradiction at the heart of this story. The women are labelled “undesirable” and reduced to categories by a system that fails to recognise their individuality. The play raises questions about how bureaucracy can normalise exclusion. These themes feel uncomfortably relevant today, when people fleeing persecution continue to face hostility and uncertainty.

The performances are strong throughout. Mai Weisz brings a bold, lively intelligence to Hannah Arendt, while Anja Fahlenkamp also makes a memorable impression. The six women work together to create a range of characters and situations, shifting between moments of tension, conflict and unexpected humour.

The text is ambitious, drawing on history, philosophy and personal relationships, and there is a lot to take in. Although the scenes move at a good pace and the play never feels boring, I sometimes wished they had lasted longer. Some of the conflicts are particularly interesting, and I would have liked more time to sit with them and see the characters’ relationships develop further. Certain moments feel as though they have the potential to go deeper, emotionally and dramatically, before the action moves on.

Where the production really shines is in its theatrical language. The physical theatre and use of props create simple yet captivating images, with some genuinely beautiful moments of movement. The music and cabaret elements are woven into the action, bringing shifts in tone and moments of playfulness to an otherwise dark story. Carmen Neat’s set and Lesley Lightfoot’s costume design help establish the period and contribute to the production’s distinctive visual language.

Moments of German philosophy illuminate Arendt’s complicated relationship with Martin Heidegger, adding another layer to the play’s exploration of intellectual thought, personal choices and political responsibility.

Ultimately, The Banality of Evil gives space to women’s stories that risk being forgotten. It is an ambitious piece of political theatre, combining historical research with music, movement and compelling performances. While I would have welcomed more time to explore some of its richest conflicts in depth, its beautiful physical moments and thought-provoking themes make it a production worth seeing.

 



THE BANALITY OF EVIL: HANNAH ARENDT, FRANCE, 1940

Arcola Theatre

Reviewed on 12th October 2026

by Nasia Ntalla

Photography by Alex Brenner

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE BANALITY OF EVIL REVIEW

THE BANALITY OF EVIL

THE BANALITY OF EVIL

THE BANALITY OF EVIL

LIFERS

★★★

Southwark Playhouse Borough

LIFERS

Southwark Playhouse Borough

★★★

“challenges the audience as it challenges the system”

There is a moment – in fact several – when lifer Lenny, full of illness and old age, repeats the story of the day he bought his young son a trampoline for his birthday.

Each time he tells the story afresh. Sometimes he tells it, precise in every detail, twice in the same breath without realising.

This is what prison must be like, we think. The same thing again and again, without colour, diversion or end. Tedium. Repetition. The only colour arising from memory.

Writer Evan Placey’s sense of authenticity is no surprise. He engaged with lifers to hear their stories, and it’s the detail that sticks: the quest not for paradise, but a better pillow.

Theatre company Synergy commissions new plays to challenge public perception of prisoners. To achieve this, Placey gives us not three dastardly scrotes full of violence and swagger but three old men railing against the quotidian travails of age. They are out of breath and, perversely, out of time. The bantering trio of Norton (Sam Cox), Baxter (Ricky Fearon) and Lenny (Peter Wight) could be playing poker down the Dog and Duck, such is their comfort with discomfort.

For Lenny, that half-reality feels more tangible. He is losing his memory. He has headaches. He doesn’t know where he is. But a referral to a specialist costs £960 and chances are he’s swinging the lead because they’re all wrong ’uns, right? A couple of Ibuprofen should do the trick.

Lifers, under Esther Baker’s direction, challenges the audience as it challenges the system.

Who cares?

Who cares about a fading lifer? As the prison doctor Sonya (Mona Goodwin) tells newbie warder Mark (James Backway), her father has been waiting eight months for a gall bladder op and he’s never had so much as a parking ticket. Mark thinks he can change the world, starting with helping Lenny on with his trackie bottoms. He has an uphill task.

Lenny’s story unfolds slowly. Yes, he is the old and infirm prisoner caught in a bureaucracy that might condemn him to death. But he also has a bloody past. His showdown with son Simian (also Backway) is the most effective passage of the play, though it feels flown in from an entirely different one.

That may be a flaw in the drama’s construction. For while the drama asks plenty of questions, it has so much on its plate it sometimes struggles on how to proceed, using the next question to divert from the lack of a previous answer. Or maybe there are no answers and that’s the point.

Into this world, designed in shades of institutional grey by Katy McPhee, the cast fits like a jigsaw. The two old lags bring gallows humour. Backway grows into the role of optimistic Mark (less a character than a point of view) but his Simian comes fully formed. Goodwin appears like an ambassador from the outside world, weary but with choices.

At the centre of all is Peter Wight as Lenny. He is formidable – one minute weeping, the next threatening. His memories, which fail him, fail him kindly, offering him a softer remembrance of horrors past.

The play doesn’t preach, it points. We shuffle in our seats. These are not easy people to care about. Do we even want to? Have we the capacity for more empathy in a roiling world of discord?

We leave the auditorium free to breathe fresh air and make our own way home. It is a small comfort and a huge relief.



LIFERS

Southwark Playhouse Borough

Reviewed on 6th October 2025

by Giles Broadbent

Photography by Richard Southgate


 

Previously reviewed at Southwark Playhouse venues:

THE CHAOS THAT HAS BEEN AND WILL NO DOUBT RETURN | ★★★★★ | September 2025
THE ANIMATOR | ★★★ | August 2025
BRIXTON CALLING | ★★★★ | July 2025
THE WHITE CHIP | ★★★★ | July 2025
WHO IS CLAUDE CAHUN? | ★★ | June 2025
THIS IS MY FAMILY | ★★½ | May 2025
THE FROGS | ★★★ | May 2025
RADIANT BOY | ★★½ | May 2025

 

 

LIFERS

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