Having adored Michael Crawford’s Seventies TV sitcom turn as accident-prone Frank Spencer (it was also my father’s favourite programme), I was slightly dreading the touring stage adaptation which stars Joe Pasquale as beret-topped, mackintoshed Frank.
Was there not a strong possibility that one’s childhood memory had exaggerated the comic value of useless Frank progressing from pratfall to slapstick disaster? But Mr Pasquale is a force-field of chaos and has clearly honed his performance with hours of rehearsal.
Though the production remains loyal to the small-screen original, even to the extent of opening with the same, fluted theme tune, Mr Pasquale makes Frank his own creation.
