Physical theatre, dance routines, larger than life characters and unrelenting energy; Our Man in Havana is a comedic caper through exotic Cuba and repressed London.
When a vacuum cleaner salesman is recruited by the British Secret Service, he decides, rather than let down Queen and County, to fabricate his achievements. Little does he know his reports are being taken seriously, and not just by his own superiors.
What follows is a madcap and energetic story that leaves the cast and audience gasping for breath. Fluid, inventive, with suitable caricatures and varied use of vacuum cleaner parts, this a proper romp which is executed with ease.
The talented cast are incredibly expressive, both vocally and physically, but are a true ensemble with no one person outshining the rest—that’s not to say that moments in the spotlight aren’t milked but the level of performance is even and shared.
To begin to describe the movement sequences would ruin the surprise, but if you are a fan of spy thrillers, British comedies or loved The 39 Steps, then there’s something in this show for you. Spiffing stuff!