This is not a musical for those who want high-kicking girls in sequins and feathers. There are no Big Numbers but it is a riot. Set in Edwardian England, the aesthetic is almost steam-punk and the songs have a slightly Gilbert and Sullivan feel to them (my daughter won't stop singing Why Are All the D'Ysquiths Dying, my husband strangely prefers It's Better With A Man). The story is charmingly amoral and funny and the singing is great. Some of the English accents are a bit wobbly and Phoebe never opens her mouth properly, despite having a glorious voice. The star is Jefferson May, who plays all the D'Ysquiths, with some breath-taking costume changes where he dies and re-emerges as a different character within seconds. Such fun, as Aunt Hyacinth might say.
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