It is not easy to find a classic comedy on London's stage today, but London Assurance greatly fulfils all the absences. Sir Harcourt, a Belgravia's dandy in his late fifties, goes to the country to marry a much younger relative he never met. By accident his son turns up there as well and a farce follows with super camp Hartcourt falling for cigar smoking Lady Gay Spanker. The play is set in 19th century with all character stereotypes broken and doesn't leave a single viewer not laughing out loud in the full Olivier hall. Apparently the original play is much duller, but the director improved the text and it is performed so vibrantly by the cast including Fiona Shaw and Richard Briers. Lines like ''My wife left me with my best friend – oh, how much I miss him!'' do bring the house down and I can't remember when was the last time I left theatre with such a broad smile lasting the rest of the night.Also this week: started reading Ordinary Thunderstorms by William Boyd (one of the best living writers, but, I fear, this book will be his worst!), admired Italian Renaissance drawing at the British Museum.
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