Mel Brooks’s outrageous musical The Producers is still gloriously funny
8 / 10
The verbal wit is matched with visual élan. Choreographer Lorin Latarro honours the Fiddler-ish pastiche of Bialystock’s opening number with preposterously prancing shtetl figures while Liebkind’s swastika-daubed, puppeteered pigeons bob hilariously in sync. A surreal highlight is the mock tap-routine by rows of Zimmer-clacking old lady-investors.
