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Beginning with the clichéd scene of a lonely, half-drunken writer sitting at his desk in despair, ‘Tis I, Shakespeare the Brit’ soon rouses itself from slumber with the very literal arrival of, naturally, Shakespeare. The bard comes knocking to enlist the help of the scholarly protagonist to help counter all the suspicions that he never actually wrote any of his own work. Plenty of comedy is generated by the chemistry between the bard and his sycophantic follower, although one or two jokes seem slightly shoe horned in, especially one concerning phone hacking. Whilst the ending is fairly inevitable, the witty exchanges make it unlikely you’ll feel the need to sleep, perchance to dream, during this performance.
C eca, 4 – 29 Aug, 12.50pm (1:50pm), £6.50 – £9.50, fpp304.
tw rating 3/5
Laura Cress 