Babes in the Wood
- Malcolm Jack
- 11 December 2008
Oran Mor, Glasgow, until Sat 20 Dec
A panto couldn’t really call itself a panto without imparting a stream of unadulterated nonsense upon its audience, and Dave Anderson and David MacLennan’s Glaswegian retelling of Babes in the Wood does just that, albeit to the point of being plain nonsensical at times. But we’ll give them the benefit of the doubt since it’s shoehorned into a lunch hour, squeezes a few good laughs out of its credit crunch context, and features more comedy alliteration than you could shake a lampooning lyricist’s lexicon at.
Gaudily-attired sister and brother Babes and Boobs are abandoned in the forest by their swindling aunt and uncle, where they meet an array of speculating fairytale figures such as Hood and the Wolf Estate Agents (a kind of picture book Phil Spencer and Kirstie Allsopp) and diamond dealers Snow White and the Seven Dwarves. It’s obviously been penned with adults in mind, although the fact that it’s hard for even a grown man to work out what’s going on half the time handily suggests you might as well just bring the kids along to be confused too.