Loot

Dear old Mrs. McLeavy is dead. She is survived by her husband, a devoted Catholic and horticulturalist, and her son Hal, a naughty young lad with grand larceny on his mind. After three days of mourning, the newly embalmed corpse resides in situ awaiting burial. Well, kind of. Some of the time.

Hal and his best mate Dennis have just robbed a bank and need a place to stash the dosh. So the coffin is hijacked and the bandaged cadaver chucked into the closet. Enter mayhem pursued by triple entendre.

As a buxom private nurse works her charms on Dad and the boys try to dodge the prying eyes of the intrepid Inspector Truscott (he of Scotland Yard fame), the play proper descends into a topsy-turvy, frickin funny utopia of decadence.

Detective fiction, religious ridicule and the integrity of the police force. JOE ORTON’s wit and linguistic invention have created one of the greatest stage comedies of all time.

DIRECTION
MICHAEL HURST

DESIGN
RACHAEL WALKER & JEREMY FERN

PERFORMANCE
CHARLIE McDERMOTT & CAMERON RHODES