PREPARE to leave any wit and subtlety at the door, for this is a farce of truly mythical proportions.

From the company behind their self-proclaimed hit Moby Dick, Spymonkey puts a unique and quite inconceivable spin on Sophocles’ Oedipus.

The choice of a Greek tragedy centred around incest and murder as the basis for a comedy is as good an indicator as any for the pure absurdity of this production.

Teeming with slapstick, breaks from character and entries to The Ministry of Silly Walks, Oedipussy is a highenergy, high-volume romp playing to the strengths of four highly competent comedic actors.

The stars immediately build a warm rapport with the audience in a prelude mocking a negative review of their last production.

From there the quartet don any number of outrageous outfits to tell the story of a 17-year-old Greek named Oedipussy, proudly played by a sprightly 50-year-old German.

Comedy is the only real matter of importance here and of that there is absolutely no shortage.

Joke follows joke follows joke as the actors, often in nothing more than Grecian underwear, and at times even less, clown around to the amusement of the audience.

Classic gags such as bumping into scenery and fluffing lines are all expertly executed alongside some more original material, the highlight of which is the Act Two ballad Leprosy’s Not Funny.

Although overflowing with comedy, laugh-out-loud moments are decidedly fewer.

The philosophy “repeat until funny” is usually a winner in comedy theatre but Spymonkey take this to a whole new level.

Endless repetition of almost every gag, most of which were hilarious in the first instance, grows tedious as howls of laughter turn to sympathetic whimpers.

With so much comedy crammed in, however, there’s bound to be something to tickle even the hardest to find funny bone.