Review: THE PRODUCERS, Garrick Theatre
Photo credit: Manuel Harlan
Patrick Marber’s production of The Producers transfers over from the Menier Chocolate Factory to the Garrick Theatre following rave reviews, and will undoubtedly continue to receive the same reaction for this outstanding production.
Mel Brooks’ outrageous, irreverent musical follows the misadventures of washed-up Broadway producer Max Bialystock and nervous accountant Leo Bloom as they attempt to stage the biggest flop in theatre history – only to accidentally create a smash hit.
What truly stands out is the strength of the ensemble. Every performer brings charisma, precision, and boundless enthusiasm to the stage; they are never without a smile on their faces. Whether in a full-blown production number or a subtle background moment, the ensemble elevates every scene with tight choreography, comic flair, and infectious joy. Their commitment and versatility are the heartbeat of the show.
The set design is equally outstanding — a perfect blend of Broadway glamour and farcical chaos. Each transition is slick and imaginative, with clever use of moving pieces and vibrant detail that brings every scene to life, from dingy offices to the over-the-top spectacle of ‘Springtime for Hitler’. It is a visual treat that matches the show’s larger-than-life energy.
Bravo to those working backstage who assist in some super quick costume changes and the costumiers who have created some delightful costumes that captivate the personality of each character.
The ensemble are anchored by the terrific performances of Andy Nyman and Marc Antolin as Max Bialystock and Leo Bloom respectively. Nyman, with the constant twinkle in his eye as the mischievous and down on his luck Bialystock, is pun perfect and never misses a beat, even if he does visibly restrain himself from laughing on occasion.
Antolin’s portrayal of Leo Bloom is a triumph of physical comedy and emotional nuance. As the neurotic, painfully insecure accountant, Antolin brings jittery energy to the stage that is both hilarious and strangely endearing.
Real standout performances (which is difficult in this production) belong to Harry Morrison and Trevor Ashley as OTT Nazi playwright-cum-pigeon enthusiast Franz Liebkind and flamboyant director Roger DeBris, who quite frankly steal every scene that they are in with their jaw-achingly funny portrayals.
‘Springtime for Hitler’ culminates in Ashley’s De-Bris, dressed as the Fuhrer himself, being brought in on a man pulled chariot in the most flamboyant piece of theatre to be seen this year. Scene-stealing stuff!
The Producers really is an outstanding collective production where every performer shows up and delivers.
***** Five stars
Reviewed by: Emma Rooney
