And then you have the pantos, which are on full blast right now. Surprising excellence was on tap at the Rosemary Branch theater, where their comic western Billy the Kid put Aladdin in the Old West, but with really excellent singing and so many saucy jokes I thought it was adults only. Listed as adults only but in no ways as entertaining was Treasure Island: Curse of the Pearl Necklace: let down both by the actors and the writing team, I think. None of that at the Prince of Wales pub, where A Lad in Tights was rude, crude, and absolutely hilarious. This is the one I'll try to see again.
Stay tuned for next week, when I see THREE MORE PANTOS in a row. The horror!