Murder at the Manor starts strong with a witty nod to 1940s film noir, complete with detective narration and moody intrigue. Billed as The Play That Goes Wrong meets Clue, it promises sharp spoof but delivers obvious farce instead. As it spirals into innuendo and slapstick, the noir charm is lost.
Promises sharp spoof but delivers obvious farce instead
Brenna Simpson stands out as Detective Fred Herring, delivering a delightfully over-the-top performance, including a succession of hidden moustaches. A couple of solid gags spark laughs, but not nearly enough to carry the full show. With more focus and restraint, it could be a Fringe gem.