Queen's Theatre, London W1
Is it possible do a bio-play about icon Kennedy and not be camp? Unfortunately, yes. Gip Hoppe's toothless satire has a hardworking cast, enormous puppets and not a hope. One moment he's criticising , the next he worships her and then he has the nerve to tell the audience off for being interested in her in the first place. Comic possibilities are set up only to be squandered. Yes, jokey cardboard sets can be fun, but you need a hell of a lot more wit than is on show here.