Crazy Horse is a theatre company that often lives up to its name. This latest piece, which transports the audience for an all-inclusive package to the so-called paradise island of San Pacaya, is delightfully daft, and if the idea is sometimes better than the execution, you are prepared to forgive it in a show that is performed with such good nature and demonstrates moments of genuine invention and flair.
Beginning not at BAC itself, but down the hill in the nearby Allders department store, the audience is sorted into three classes (I'd advise asking for an upgrade to the Club exclusive), issued with visas, luggage and local currency and then lead on a merry goose chase to the theatre, which doubles as San Pacaya.
But for all the attempts of the locals to part us from our English pounds, show us the island's most important cultural artefacts, make us join in the beach calisthenics and sell us mementoes at grossly inflated prices it soon becomes apparent that there is trouble in paradise. The ruling military junta is being challenged by a revolutionary group who want to restore the monarchy and return the island to its pre-tourist innocence, and there are ominous explosions on the beach.
Initially the show is a little too leisurely for its own good, and the lack of focus makes you fear that you are on one of those holidays where the tour rep is as much in dark as you are about what is happening. Initially it also requires more effort than should be necessary to simply hear everything that is going on. About halfway through, however, the piece moves up a gear, turning into an entertaining satire on tourism that cleverly manipulates its audience while letting us think we're in control. Alcohol, food, dancing and beach games add to the heady mix, and if the whole thing isn't quite as good as a real holiday, it is certainly worth leaving home for.
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