An endearing evening of Noel Coward was had by all. It's light, it's gay (in both the old and new sense of the word), and it's funny. Victor Garber proves once again to me that he can command the stage. With a pinch of Harriet Harris and a dash of Brooks Ashmanskas, it only got better.
The play is often described as semi-autobiographical for Coward. For sure, it's from another era - but with a cast like this and the fairly well written material - it doesn't seem stale - just the comedy of a by-gone era.