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YOU can easily come a real cropper revisiting much-loved films like the 1955 Ealing comedy The Ladykillers. Just ask the Coen brothers, whose 2004 version of the Alexander Mackendrick/William Rose film received the most lukewarm reviews of their otherwise virtually unimpeachable career. Even a starring role for Tom Hanks couldn't save that particular turkey at the box-office.
This is the sort of terrific show that it's
truly hard to imagine anybody not liking
So the choice of this new stage version of The Ladykillers as the production that would mark the 100th birthday of the Playhouse/Liverpool Repertory Theatre was not an obvious one. Artistic and Executive Directors Gemma Bodinetz and Deborah Aydon wanted, they say, something to mark this auspicious occasion "that could embrace the huge variety of our audience both young and old, that was both familiar and yet contemporary. More than anything we wanted it to feel special, a real treat of a night".
Well, The Ladykillers certainly nails that. This is a wonderfully entertaining show that's funny and full of mischief, charm and danger.
Writer Graham (Father Ted, The IT Crowd) Linehan's script manages to both respect the original and take inspired liberties with it, at times making proceedings more akin to Marx Brothers anarchy.
The direction by Sean Foley, whose previous credits include The Play What I Wrote, is zippy yet allows the characters room to breathe, while all the performances are pretty much pitch perfect. Even the set and special effects, from Michael Taylor and Scott Penrose respectively, prompted more than one spontaneous round of heartfelt applause from last night's star-studded opening night audience.
Peter Capaldi boldly addresses the Alec Guinness role of Professor Marcus, subtly but hilariously, emphasising the twitchy, borderline craziness of the low-rent criminal mastermind who comes up with the fatally flawed scheme of having the criminal gang hole up in the lop-sided home of elderly Mrs. Louisa Wilberforce (Marcia Warren), improbably masquerading as musicians as they actually plan a violent robbery.
The gang themselves, pretty much a roll-call of stereotypes in the film, are subversively tweaked here. Stephen Wight's Harry is a speed-freak wide boy obsessed with cleaning and the butt of much of the physical humour, while James Fleet's conman, Major Courtney, now displays a keen interest in frocks.
Ben Miller's Louis, supposedly on hand simply to dispense "extreme thuggery", turns out to have considerably more depth than that, as does Clive Rowe's massive, and massively dim, One-Round. All of them have their fair share of laugh-out-loud lines and physical larking about in a genuine ensemble production that greatly benefits from the constant presence of Marcia Warren's not-as-dotty-as-she-seems Mrs W.
With a couple of superb set-pieces, notably the two versions of the robbery itself as well as the first time we see and hear a train roar past the house, this is the sort of terrific show that it's truly hard to imagine anybody not liking.
After its regrettably short world premiere/sold out run at the Liverpool Playhouse, it transfers to London's West End, where, I'd be prepared to bet, it will run and run. 9/10
*Until November 19.
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i wish i had been there…it sounds like something joyous and anarchic...the way the article is…
Read moreCouldn't agree more. This is a super piece. Ken would be proud that not a penny of public money was…
Read moreThe review was indeed brilliant - congratulations Angie. The show must have been very special -…
Read moreThanks Angie for your brilliant piece, so glad you wrote it! Now i know what was going on! Being in…
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Superb production and a great review. Liverpool is very lucky to get it
Such a shame it sold out ages ago I'd have loved to have seen it.
The Playhouse scores again
Oooooooh!
Steady tiger, not yet!
Sorry, puss cat!