A tale of ham and jam and spam

Monty Python Spam

Today I went on a magical journey to Spamalot. If you are comparing it to the film, this version is like a swallow that has flown south for the winter (although not an African swallow, which we all know are non migratory). They have remixed everyone’s favourite scenes in a theatre friendly format. This meant that while not 100% true to the original Holy Grail, it had the irreverent and clever perspective which personified the Python movies.

Jon Culshaw (playing Arthur) was suffering from a few flesh wounds in the beginning looking awkward and hesitant. But by the end, he was a true King of the Britons and almost convinced me the word was banana shaped.  The killer rabbit of this play was Bonnie Langford, who played the Lady of the Lake. She hit every single note and packed it full of personality; in other words she not only found the shrubbery but also cut down the mightiest tree in the forest with a herring.

This show walks on a tightrope. It has to both entertain the unpythonated and live up to the memories of those who Ni is a religious utterance. But through the powers of Tim the Enchanter they managed it. The show remained fresh with mentions of the royal wedding, the Olympics and not to mention Boris Johnson, the Mayor of London, cycling across the stage. The highlight for me was when the actors found the script so funny that they laughed along with the audience.

And although strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government, that moistened bint is a great basis for a Saturday afternoon.