This week I have mainly been seeing shows, because the lady is away, but her best friend has come from Austria to cat-sit and see shows.
I saw Les Miserables earlier in the week, and if I were them, I'd feel a bit hacked off being put in too small a theatre for my epicness. In fact I shall call it Mini-Mis. Beautiful scenes, beautiful lighting, plenty of tugging at the heartstrings, but 10 cast members short of stunning.
Which left room for it to be outshone by Les Dennis and Mel from Mel & Sue doing what can only be called 'Mock Eurovision'.
Eurobeat is exactly what you'd expect. International stereotypes and milked until dry, poor euro-pop, a intro from Tezza, innuendo, witty co-host banter and a round-Europe 'televised' vote at the end.
It was about perfect. The best kind of low-brow entertainment and the closest thing to actually being at the Eurovision Song Contest.
Avenue Q was still my runaway favorite. I expected it to be darker and more out there, and it loses some lustré when you know a couple of the big numbers, but otherwise I have fully invited the bad-idea bears into my life.
I managed to dodge the twin bullets of Mamma Mia and Never Forget. *Always* read a synopsis before going to a show.