John Lithgow leads a stellar cast of comics in a wonderful and truly inane farce about law, drinking, ill-spent youth and family secrets.
The play is put in all it's comic glory at The National Theatre in the Olivier.
There is not a bad seat in the house in the Olivier, so even if stalls tickets are too expensive, seats at the back still provide a great view.
There is a full crew of singers and dancers telling the story and commenting throughout the play - they are some strange cross between a Greek chorus and the Oompa-Loompas out of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
This set of unknown singers and dancers add wonderful comic turns at key moments.