“No Sex Please, We’re British”
by Ally Van Deuren What makes British farce so humorous? Is it the slamming doors, the screwball circumstances and chaos, the saucy subject matter, or just the actors themselves? You’ll find the answer in the Norris Theatre’s production of “No Sex Please, We’re British,” which combines all these elements and more, to deliver the quintessential bedroom farce. Written in 1971 by Alistair Foot and Anthony Marriot, this wildly entertaining comedy ran for almost a decade to packed audiences in London’s West End. The plot involves two newlyweds (Frances and Peter Hunter) who live in an apartment above the bank at which the groom is employed. Frances innocently sends a mail-order for some Scandinavian glassware, but instead, receives pornographic photos, films and books. All hell breaks loose as the panic-stricken couple and a hapless bank clerk attempt to hide the sexy material from the groom’s meddling mother who is visiting. Complicating matters even more are Peter’s prudish boss, the police superintendent, an insomniac bank inspector, and two “working” women from the Scandinavian pornography company. There is a scattering of sexual innuendo and mildly racy situations, but it’s all in…
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