Freudian slips in a takeaway, served with tongue in cheek. Even from the title, this show drips with Northern humour. Our hero and protagonist is Dave, son of a Mafia Don and pizzeria owner.
After growing tired of being humiliated by his father Dave sets out for a life of adventure, encouraged by his dead mothers ghost. Dave soon discovers the joy and redeeming power of the kebab and subsequently his life takes a turn for the better.
This production is littered with amusing cultural stereotypes and pop culture references; “You can be my wing man anytime.” Fortunately, given the musical bent of this piece, all cast members give fine vocal performances, with the central character truly shining. Others excelling in the acting field come in the Theakstonesque form of Don Antonio and a hilarious cameo from a drunken Scotsman named Kev “my name’s Kev but most people call me ”fuck off!”.
While the production lacks slick set-pieces and props, it more than makes up for them with the sheer abundance of talent and flourishes of hilarious choreography (Look out for the interesting sign language of the human tables!). What’s more, these guys really know how to sing and the choruses and harmonies are delightfully addictive and memorable, though it may not be a good idea to burst into song in Kebab Mehal at 2am!
The dialogue and songs staple content is sexual connotations and lewd humour which, although is a little predictable at times, is funny and enjoyable none the less.
4/5
Steven Carey
