I consider it a public service to be able to warn you off of They're Playing Our Song at the usually excellent Menier Chocolate Factory.  After an absolutely eternal wait to get to the interval, I turned to my friend Michael and said, "My God, it's like watching an autopsy."

Alistair McGowan and that nice Connie Fisher play simulacrums of Marvin Hamlisch and Carole Bayer Sager (singing "songs" by Hamlisch and Sager that were the worst sort of 70s Adult Contemporary terrible) in a script by Neil Simon.  Can we all finally, and I mean once and for all admit that Neil Simon just isn't that funny?  Never was, certainly never will be?

It was excruciating, to the point where I was embarrassed for the actors.  No funny lines, no chemistry, no plot, just lots of enforced "kookiness" and half-assed acting.  Avoid, avoid like the plague, and I'm not the only one who thinks so.  Check out West End Whingers, who always say it better than I could.