As a belated forty-second birthday treat, my cousin Kim took my kid brother and I for a night out of outrageous entertainment last night. I admit, frequently, to being something of a fan of Monty Python, and had been quite keen (alright, very, very enthusiastic) to see Spamalot at the Palace Theatre.
The plot will come as no surprise to fans of Monty Python and the Holy Grail, with the classic sketches (the Black Knight, Swamp Castle, Brave Sir Robin and, of course, the French) and all the other good bits. They even got the rabbit just about right, and that was always going to be difficult. However, there are some extra twists thrown in, and a much bigger role for Guinevere (beautiful plumage...) and Kim, who has never seen the movie, laughed herself almost insensible, so it must be funny.
And of course, it's all so maddeningly catchy that you'll end up humming the tunes absent-mindedly for weeks afterwards. The show is described as lovingly ripped off from the original movie, and I reckon that they've got it just about right...
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