Jim Cartright’s script is a low-life sitcom with some colourful characters and dramatic moments.
It picks up on the way people with an undeveloped or damaged personality can easily take on someone else’s.
Any company that attempts the play will have ready a brilliant girl mimic. Rachel Keveren ‘s Lulu impersonation (“We-e-e-e-e-e-e-ell”) nearly blew us out of the door. More was to come – Bassey, Monroe, Piaf – all with the eerie accuracy of a medium’s message.
Marilyn and Edith truly seemed to be singing through her from beyond the grave. Pat Parris has often shone in homely/sexy roles. Here she added a slatternly element, as the Mum, and stole many of the acting honours. Rob Backhouse, as her wide-boy lover, impressed most in a speech verbally demolishing her.
Jo Shackleton as the lumpish Sadie, Phil Ling as a BT man with a passion for lights and Dafydd Westacott as an MC with the flat-ale spirit of northern clubs, completed a watchable cast, under Steven Phipps’ direction.