The Twits review at Curve, Leicester – ‘deliciously horrid’
Mr and Mrs Twit couldn’t be more deliciously revolting, he with his big belly and sordid underwear and she with her pronounced backside and leopard-skin onesie. Their caravan is the picture of grime and their toilet beyond description.
Robert Pickavance and Jo Mousley play the nasty pair with such relish and conviction that we can’t wait for them to get their come-uppance as they exploit monkeys and snare birds for pies. Max Webster’s production is clear and direct in telling their tale through narrative and music. The audience is so eagerly engaged in the Twits’ downfall that they’re willing to do whatever is asked of them, however bizarre the instruction might seem.
Jack Horner’s Roly-Poly Bird does some impressive high kicking on stilts as he rescues the monkey Muggle-Wumps, an ensemble of four versatile actor-musicians. There are touches of enchantment in giant balloons and weaving lights to represent birds but it’s the gleeful and detailed horridness of it all – “Ugh!” is what you keep hearing – that makes the biggest impact. This co-production was seen by over 6000 young people and their families at the Lyric Theatre in Hong Kong in November before arriving in Leicester.