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    Tom Hiddleston (Robert), Zawe Ashton (Emma) and Charlie Cox (Jerry)

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    Tom Hiddleston (Robert)

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    © Marc Brenner

    Charlie Cox (Jerry) and Tom Hiddleston (Robert)

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    © Marc Brenner

    Charlie Cox (Jerry) and Zawe Ashton (Emma) 

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    © Marc Brenner

    Charlie Cox (Jerry)

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    © Marc Brenner

    Charlie Cox (Jerry)

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    © Marc Brenner

    Charlie Cox (Jerry), Zawe Ashton (Emma) and Tom Hiddleston (Robert)

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    Tom Hiddleston (Robert) and Zawe Ashton (Emma)

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    © Marc Brenner

    Tom Hiddleston (Robert)

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    Tom Hiddleston (Robert)

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    Tom Hiddleston (Robert), Charlie Cox (Jerry) and Zawe Ashton (Emma) 

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    Zawe Ashton (Emma) 

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    © Marc Brenner

    Zawe Ashton (Emma), Charlie Cox (Jerry) and Tom Hiddleston (Robert)

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    Zawe Ashton (Emma), Charlie Cox (Jerry) 

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Review

‘Betrayal’ review

5 out of 5 stars

Jamie Lloyd’s Tom Hiddleston-starring production of Pinter’s masterpiece is haunting and profound

Andrzej Lukowski
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Time Out says

Look: there’s a strong chance you’re reading this because you’re a Tom Hiddleston fan, so here’s something for the Tom Hiddleston fans.

There is a scene in Jamie Lloyd’s production of Harold Pinter’s reverse chronology adultery drama ‘Betrayal’ in which his character, Robert, is told by Zawe Ashton’s character Emma – his wife – that she has been having an affair with his best friend Jerry (Charlie Cox) for years. Posh, self-assured Robert’s language would suggest he is savagely sanguine about this: but Hiddleston’s eyes are heartbreakingly wet. Maybe he’s got some sort of clever trick or whatnot, but it’s a genuinely remarkable piece of acting, in a genuinely remarkable performance.

Really, though, the triumph here belongs to director Jamie Lloyd. Directing ‘Betrayal’ as the culmination of his Pinter at the Pinter season of all of the late playwright’s one-act plays, there have to be very few people alive – or indeed dead – who understand Pinter in the way Lloyd does, and it shows here.

‘Betrayal’ is notionally Pinter’s most accessible play, and is staged frequently, often safe productions with celebrity casts. But I’ve never seen a version before that has made such sense of it for me, and has been so daring in the staging.

Usually, it is taken fairly literally, as a realist drama about an affair. Here, it touches on more fundamental questions of human nature and identity.

In a way that absolutely connects ‘Betrayal’ to the playwright’s earlier, stranger work, Lloyd makes it about three people who have dissolved into each other. Against Soutra Gilmour’s stark, art-gallery-like set, stunningly lit by Jon Clark, the three are always on stage. Almost every scene is a duologue, but the absent character is always present, physically standing on stage, because in a sense they can never leave. Usually they’re far away; but in one key scene, Hiddleston’s Robert sits right next to Cox’s Jerry, even though he isn’t physically there.

Picking up on stuff that was there in Pinter’s text but isn’t always seized upon, Lloyd’s production blurs and intermingles their memories, their dreams, their identities, and in one starkly, shockingly beautiful scene questions the paternity of Robert’s daughter while stressing she is entirely his. Hiddleston sits on a chair silently holding an uncredited child actor, a revolve erratically moving him around Emma and Jerry as they enjoy a stolen afternoon in Kilburn. It is utterly, pole-axingly beautiful.

All three actors are great: Hiddleston’s brightly brittle Robert; Ashton’s Emma, who always seems to be presenting a bright facade with a more painful truth underneath; Cox’s Jerry is the lightest and most fun – he suffers the least, which seems to be key to his instigatory role in the trio.

But it’s Lloyd’s take that burns into the mind. It feels like after absorbing countless plays by Pinter about queasy power plays and shifting identities he has reached an understanding of ‘Betrayal’ that eludes most directors. That for all the chilliness of the verse and the tragic framing of a story about people who fall out of love and friendship, there is a point in ‘Betrayal’ where we see something utopian – a relationship between three people that is beautiful and blissful and transcendent of the individual, even if those involved will never know it.

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