It would be easy for a show that sends up showbiz and theatre with camp Nazis and scantily clad dancers to get it all wrong but The Producers somehow manages to hit the just the right tone between satire and farce.

That is, in part, due to the sheer energy and enthusiasm of the performances and the ridiculously funny story which sees ruthless Broadway producer Max Bialystock and his mousey accountant Leo Bloom set out to make the worst musical ever.

Cory English shines in the central role of Max, who charms old rich widows to fund his productions, holding the whole show together.

His scenes with Jason Manford's timid Leo Bloom are the highlight - with Manford, in their first scene together, matching the sheer hysteria of Gene Wilder's performance in the Mel Brooks film.

These two are surrounded by a series of larger than life characters - including Phil Jupitus keeping everyone on their toes as the insane Nazi playright Franz Liebkind and dancer Louis Spence stealing his scenes with his trademark twirls and pirouettes.

But it is the central scene - the production of Springtime for Hitler - which really dazzles, quite literally with the amount of glitter on show.

At the centre is Adolf, delivered by a very camp grinning David Bedella in sparkly uniform, who left the audience in stitches.