Spamalot on Tour

Jews, gays, cows, amputees, monks, Finns, historians, bunnies, bed-wetters, socialists, the French, the English, the Scots, the runs, the dead, the Apostles, the Bible and Andrew Lloyd Webber all find their places on the smorgasbord of rib-tickling targets in "Monty Python's Spamalot," the silliest romp to hit these parts since Wilbur Mills played the Tidal Basin.

The new touring version of the Tony-winning musical, ensconced for a month at the National Theatre, is of absolutely, positively no redeeming social value. And isn't that a relief?

"Spamalot" wants nothing to do with any higher brain function except the one for credit-card purchases. It leers, it taunts, it panders.

In Houston next May.

Tags: Monty Python, Spamalot, theater, Houston, Washington