Z Theatre company are a bunch of schoolgirls who sing very nicely and try to put a new spin on the Kennedy assassination. However, theres something slightly disturbing about seeing this cherubic bunch speak and sing some of these lyrics: Imagine picking up your husbands head from the limousine floor.
Even more disturbing is that writer Dominic Jones, who also directs, seems to see the murder of one of the great icons of the 20th century as a subject for comedy. In order to make this work Andrew Chaplins non-singing JFK is portrayed as a moronic, vain simpleton. God knows Kennedy had his faults, but not those attributed to him here (they seem to have been borrowed from the present incumbent of The White House). What will be the next hilarious romp from this company, Mandela, The Prison Years?
That said, the choral work is good in what is a series of sketches rather than a musical. Jessica Clark is excellent in the duel roles of Jackie O and Marilyn Monroe, though even here theres something mildly disturbing about seeing the young girl playing Lee Harvey Oswald peering down her cleavage and leering.
Utterly misguided.