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Guys and Dolls
Royal Exchange Theatre, Manchester
IT'S that time of the year, when the grim reality of life in Tory Britain seems even bleaker and, if you need something magical to blow away the festive blues, then this production of Guys and Dolls could provide it.
Take a bunch of great actors, add some song, a handful of smart, cheeky lyrics, a good dollop of fabulous jazz musicians and a pinch of va-va-voom and, hey presto. You get two hours of seasonal, heartwarming good cheer. Unless, of course, you are Scrooge or a Tory minister.
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