In the Club - TNT

You never know what to expect from playwright Richard Bean, but this time the plethora of doors leading from the plush Strasbourg hotel suite of corruptible Labour MEP Philip Wardrobe rather gives the game away. He certainly has his work cut out as he juggles the comings and goings of a Turkish would-be colleague armed with a case full of Euros, a randy French woman who's determined to bed him, and the imminent arrival of his long-term partner whose biological clock is ticking so fast that she's flying in for a carefully timed, baby-making shag, Bean rather overdoes it by adding even more sub-plots, and veers toward heavy-handed stereotyping as he swipes at all the obvious targets. But his witty one-liners often hit home, James Fleet's is suitably shambolic as Wardrobe (with Twiglets stuck between his toes to alleviate his athlete's foot and his trousers fluttering round his ankles) and, with a bit of tightening and trimming, this enjoyable if far-fetched farce could well be destined for a longer life.
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Louise Kingsley