June 1, 2015

The Book of Mormon, The Prince of Wales Theatre, London…I absolutely loved it – albeit slightly guiltily.

Tickets for the foul-mouthed show, are like gold dust. Those who do manage to get a ticket should be ready for blasphemy and profanity by the truckload.

The first surprise is how punchingly good the music is….with much bounce, bite and colour. The music and lyrics are by Trey Parker and Matt Stone, best known for the animated comedy series South Park. The show had me at “Hello,” the first word of the first song in this long-running musical….and trust me, you’ll never see The Lion King the same way after you hear Hasa Diga Eeobowai

In terms of risky content, “The Book of Mormon” makes the Monty Python boys look like they were writing the Acts of the Apostles. The show is a classic fish-out-of-water and odd-couple buddy tale of cultural exchange: Two squeaky-clean missionaries from the Church of Latter-Day Saints are sent from Utah to an Aids-ridden Ugandan village to  convert the locals. From AIDS to Jesus to Yoda, nothing is off limits.

Let’s end by being clear that the show, hilarious as it undeniably is, is offensive in the traditional sense of the word: Four-letter words; sex jokes; sacrilege. But it’s only offensive because it wants to offend you. I absolutely loved it – albeit slightly guiltily. This is the true truth as I say it as it is…

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