Call us philistines but we find that any evening of theatre is very much enhanced by a bunch of sexy gennels with their tops and – even better – their bottoms off. Especially if they’re on the stage. It just helps us concentrate.
Which is why we were rapt at last night’s glittering press night for Fucking Men by Joe DiPietro at the Kings Head in Islington. Directed by Phil Wilmot (who we used to know. Hello if you’re reading this), it’s the story of a bunch of gayers – from beefy soldiers in denial, through porn starlets and closeted Hollywood megastars to your common or garden teenage slut – all doing the round (and it’s sort of based on Frenchie farce La Ronde, apparently) of, well, fucking men.
Themes include monogamy and whether it’s a good thing, hitting hookers and whether it’s a good thing, getting high and shagging your English tutor instead of doing work and of course that’s a good thing. Touching, funny, very well acted it also benefits from being quite short and in a theatre at the back of a pub, which lets you take your drinks in.
See Fucking Men at the King’s Head until 25th January.