South Pacific was the only show last year I walked out on. God Awful. Dave Willets was unbearably poor and the show was worse than am-dram. Just dreadful.
Love Love 42nd Street... but I wish they'd lavish it up and properly do it on a big West End stage.
I just went on the UKP website. For a second I thought I'd vomited on my monitor. But know, the vomit was just in my mouth, with a tiny bit on my chin.
I saw this when they were touring it a couple of years ago.
To be fair the youngsters in the cast were giving it everything they had. But the wider production values were weak and I tend to avoid their tours now.
*shudders - thinkimg about Carousel with Darren Day and Sam Kane*