One tampers with Singin’ in the Rain at one’s peril.
On achieving a certain maturity most sensible people (and the Whingers) come to accept that it is arguably the greatest movie musical ever made. So this theatrical version – like any other – sploshes down on the stage of the Palace Theatre from Chichester with an awful lot of soggy baggage.
And strangely enough it was a piece of baggage (a small valise to be specific) that proved the turning point in the Whingers’ evening. Read the rest of this entry »
A West End Whinger 