Make no mistake: this is serious fun. This is laugh-out-loud, smile-all-the-way-through, high-octane fun, high kicks, gold-lame hotpants (eat your heart out Kylie) fun, that is also seriously truthful satire that leaves no irony unaddressed, no cliché about gender intact. If Jane Austen had written a musical, this could just be it. Like our very own Shakespeare, she always understood, that real men and women want more than just arm-candy, and that the ‘merry (sexy) war’ between us is so often one of brains and spirit! For one fabulous evening political correctness be damned: this play pivots on glorious, truthful, deeply shallow and flawed humanity, where in the end everyone ultimately gets what - and who - they deserve.
This is a play of excess. Too much of everything? Yes – thank goodness. So don't analyse, just enjoy. This is the light at the end of long term and tough year. This is the ultimate pick-me-up: see it if you possibly can. Dress in pink, add something sequinned, fluffy and tight, bring along a small yappy dog, and get ready to party Hurtwood style. It's blonde, it's legal, and it's serious fun.
