Max Bialystock, a Broadway producer whose glory days are far behind him, together with his nebbish accountant, Leo Bloom, hit upon the perfect get-rich-quick scheme. They will finance the most appalling musical ever to hit the boards, closing the very same night, leaving them to pocket the unused capital. The 'perfect' show, written by Third Reich fanatic and flat-out loony, Franz Liebkind, is a celebration of the life of Adolf Hitler put to song and dance.
It's a funny thing that now, after a sell-out full-on musical revival on Broadway and an imminent transfer to London's West End, The Producers is such a toasted classic both on stage and screen. It's the ultimate punchline, the killer gag, that a proto-novel that turned into a proto-play that ended up as a movie about the worst musical in history, is now the most popular musical in town. You can't write this stuff. Well, actually, you can. Mel Brooks did
Reviewed by Andrew Collins
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