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Where’s a goofy, flat-chested shrew when you need one?

Ray Cooner’s caper Two Into One is like eating a pound of cheesy Wotsits, while Jon Fosse’s The Dead Dogs is like spending a night with five suicidal depressives

29 March 2014

9:00 AM

29 March 2014

9:00 AM

Two Into One

Menier, until 26 April

The Dead Dogs

Print Room, until 12 April

Ray Cooney, the master of farce, is back. These days he’s in the modest Menier rather than the wonderful West End. His 1984 caper, Two Into One, opens with Richard, a starchy Tory minister, plotting an affair with a sexy blonde researcher, Jennifer. Richard decides to attempt a daring double bluff by booking Jennifer into a hotel in Westminster where his gullible wife Pamela is already installed for the weekend.

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