This, apparently, is it for French and Saunders - at least until Dawn French next buys a house, which is the ostensible financial impulse behind this farewell tour. The show, she tells us, features "sketches old and new, long and short, funny and dull" - but there is little of the latter in an evening that breaks no new ground, yet recalls the anarchic spirit that made them and their Comic Strip cohorts so exciting in the first place.
Essentially, this is a greatest-hits love-in, wheeling out skits from the pair's 25-year career. If that sounds self-congratulatory, well, sometimes it is. But the duo's spiky sensibility keeps cosiness at bay, as in their tragicomic sketch about rich girls abandoned at boarding school. Or the running joke in which they denigrate each other's solo sitcom success.
Alongside bitchiness, puerility is the key to their best routines - as when French probes up an audience member's skirt with a mini camera, and an image of Val Doonican appears onscreen. This is a double-act that knows the comic value of craft applied to silliness.
One or two duff sketches, and too much pre-recorded material, may dim the lustre of this farewell show. But there are flashes of glory here, even if French and Saunders don't quite exit in a full-blown blaze.
· Until Saturday. Box office: 0844 847 2328. Then touring.
