The Hound, again.

The Hound of the Baskervilles by Steve Canny and John Nicholson directed by Richard Cotter at the Genesian Theatre on Kent Street.

A rip-roaring, rip-snorting take on that damned dog!  Europe’s third greatest detective – ‘Sniff!’ – is hired to pick up after a gigantic hound at Grimpen Mire.  Yuck!  But a job is a job, and in doing it there will be vindication of the claim to being the first greatest detective in the world!  

The pace is fast and furious with stage props flying this way and that, but Act I draws to a close, and the entranced audience is free to move around, but then ‘Lo!’ when we returned to our seats after the interval Sherlock breaks the fourth wall…..   [To say more would be a spoiler…] 

Suffice it to say that the production won over one and all with its wit, its energy, its humour, and its joie de théâtre.