I was truly honoured 
                when, hardly daring to believe my luck, 
                our founder and chief the great and 
                good Dr. Len Mullenger entrusted me 
                with the job of reviewing this gravestone, 
                sorry, milestone of a disc. 
              
 
              
Spamalot is 
                very much Broadway Musical, and very 
                loosely based on ‘Monty Python and the 
                Holy Grail.’ ‘Loosely based’ when applied 
                to bowel movements can of course be 
                a Very Good Thing, but when British 
                Humour is transported across the Atlantic 
                Ocean caution is very much advised. 
                Being vegetarian (lapsed) I have no 
                beef with Broadway Musical as such, 
                but my concern is for that vulnerable 
                crowd of pale, undernourished-looking 
                Monty Python fans huddled shivering 
                underneath Eros in Piccadilly Square, 
                London, England. They will see this 
                disc, graced as it is with Terry Gilliam-a-like 
                illustrations, and might easily be fooled 
                into thinking that this is in some way 
                has any resemblance to original genuine 
                Chesham-hallmarked real Monty Python. 
                This is not the case. 
              
 
              
There are of course 
                some remnants of the original film, 
                songs like ‘Knights of the Round Table’ 
                and ‘Always Look on the Bright Side 
                of Life’ (oops, wrong film) which wave 
                somewhat pathetically over a raging 
                battlefield of Broadwayiana like white 
                flags riddled with musket shot. We are 
                also told that Eric Idle has written 
                a number of new songs for this production, 
                but as the track listings are uncredited 
                it is a guessing game as to which these 
                might be. The orchestrations are percussion-heavy 
                and all Broadway – shiny, brash and 
                clean as a new horn. 
              
 
              
To quote Greg Proops, 
                ‘so, we’re American – where’s the problem?!’ 
                Monty Python’s Spamalot won three 
                Tony Awards in the categories of Best 
                Musical, Best Performance by a Featured 
                Actress in a Musical (Sara Ramirez) 
                and Best Direction of a Musical (Mike 
                Nichols). It features a cracking cast, 
                including at least three stars which 
                many will recognise: David Hyde Pierce 
                (Frasier) as Sir Robin, Tim Curry (The 
                Rocky Horror Picture Show) who is excellent 
                as King Arthur, convincingly sounding 
                like Graham Chapman at times, and Hank 
                Azaria (The Simpsons) as Sir Lancelot. 
                Sara Ramirez also deserves a big mention 
                for carrying the typically Monty Python 
                female minority role with smoky romantic 
                schmooze and some amazing parodies and 
                jazz scat singing. True, we miss all 
                of the reportedly ‘hilarious, highly 
                choreographed production numbers’, but 
                if you can get past the ‘in your face’ 
                and manic up-beatness of the whole thing 
                then even I have to admit that there 
                is a great deal of fun to be had here. 
                The whole point is being able to take 
                it at ‘in your face’ value. This kind 
                of issue has most value as a souvenir 
                for those who have seen the show, but 
                as a true studio recording some effort 
                has been taken in making sure that the 
                audio-only version stands alone, with 
                a wealth of sound effects, extra comic 
                commentary and a few admittedly rather 
                lame comedy links. The creators of this 
                production know exactly what will succeed 
                and make a great night out on Broadway, 
                and the audiences apparently loved every 
                minute of it. Composer John Du Prez 
                also has an excellent Python pedigree, 
                having already worked on ‘A Fish Called 
                Wanda’ and ‘Monty Python and the Meaning 
                of Life.’ 
              
 
              
The dilemma here is 
                a purely British one. Monty Python used 
                to have great fun taking the mickey 
                out of this very kind of production, 
                and so in a strange way seems to have 
                come full circle. Spamalot is 
                a parody of a parody of a parody (possibly 
                unwitting): a hall of wobbly mirrors 
                which takes things like the original 
                disco and show parodies, brings them 
                up to date and places them in a context 
                where they could easily be taken to 
                be intended as deadly serious ‘funny’ 
                entertainment. There are one or two 
                amusing lines here and there, but also 
                a great deal of padding like the Song 
                that Goes Like This and Diva’s 
                Lament (Whatever Happened to my Part?) 
                ideas. Even listening very hard 
                indeed, I found it hard to discern any 
                kind of plot – not that that was the 
                original film’s strongest point, but 
                we all like a good tale. Aside from 
                some Knights here and there and one 
                or two vague references to The Grail, 
                the true story ultimately revolves around 
                the musical itself, and a seemingly 
                unconsummated, or even unexpected relationship 
                between King Arthur and the Lady of 
                the Lake. 
              
 
              
If you love high-kicking 
                up-beat Broadway Musical with added 
                humour and some eminently singable tunes 
                then this could be your disc of the 
                year, but I look forward more to a completely 
                new all-British Pythonesque comedy production 
                based on the life of Oscar Wilde: De 
                ProFindus, the Ballad of Ready Meal. 
                If you are a true, pale, under-nourished 
                Monty Python fan huddling under Eros 
                in Piccadilly Circus, then I advise 
                you try before you buy. 
              
Dominy Clements