Reading the book,
whilst watching a small screen adaption,
leads me to love the book all the more.
True to the original?
There is a lot of artistic licence
in a screenplay.
The dumbing down of the plot,
recognisable actors and actresses
littering the quaint English villages,
all squeezed into a two hours’ view.
The book is where it all stems from,
and seems to me to be
where it all makes sense.
“Indigestion, My A**e!” – the musical.
From an original idea by
Golden Sack Productions
Featuring a motley crew of scallywags and ne’er-do-wells
In the prequel to the sequel of…
Not the Monty Python’s Flying Nine-o’Clock News Circus’s…
Screen adaption of the book of the novel of the graffiti of the recipe of…
The stage musical of the freebie…
Of Mark Goldsack’s
Acclaimed inversion of a Chekhov (not from Star Trek) play, set in 18th century Venice (or Burnley)…
“Indigestion, My A**e!”