Last night, Stuart and I went to see Opera della Luna’s The Mikado at Wilton’s Music Hall in London’s glitzy E1.
The production is a fabulously flamboyant romp through Titipu-as-a-fashion-runway, where Gilbert and Sullivan meet Gaultier and the satire struts in heels.
Director Jeff Clarke swaps out kimonos for couture, giving the classic operetta a makeover that would make RuPaul proud.
The cast delivers laughs and high notes in equal measure - Matthew Scott Clark’s Ko-Ko is a comic whirlwind, while Kelli-Ann Masterson’s Yum-Yum hits all the right notes (musical and otherwise).
The small orchestra punches well above its weight under Michael Waldron’s baton, and the slick musicality keeps pace with the chaos onstage.
Sure, the show sidesteps some of the original’s more outdated elements with a wink and a smirk - but a few creaky bits still peek through the seams.
All in all, it’s a stylish, silly, and sharp revival that proves The Mikado still has legs - especially when they’re strutting down a catwalk.
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