”Great British Bake Off: The Musical” review – all the ingredients for a theatre treat

Surely, it’s only a matter of time though: this gorgeous confection is an authentic crowd pleaser, and more oven-ready than several shows we’ve seen in the West End of late. Is it perfect? No, but it’s already utterly joyous and with a bit of tweaking could become a bona fide knockout.

Brunger and Cleary have already proved, with their razor-sharp Adrian Mole musical at Leicester, the Menier and in the West End a couple of years back, that they have an unusual ability to apply a Broadway-style chutzpah, confidence and craft to a uniquely British story and themes, making them glitter and soar. The tuneful score of Great British Bake Off The Musical has a breathtaking swagger and ambition: there are patter songs, power ballads, raps, rousing chorales and upbeat numbers that bring the house down. If Six‘s Marlow and Moss’s work so far seems aimed more at the pop market, Brunger and Cleary’s is innately theatrical.

I assume it’s deliberate that the style, musical structure and chord sequences of blockbusters such as Hamilton and Wicked sometimes hang heavily and incongruously over this score, but the weaving-in of Tom Howe’s TV music is ingeniously done. Brunger and Cleary’s incisive, witty, often inspired lyrics ensure that this show has its own unique, tart flavour, however. It’s unashamedly sentimental at times, but also pretty hard to resist.

In a remarkably assured case of having its cake and eating it (and yes I’m aware that is a heinous pun), Rachel Kavanaugh’s delicious staging, seasoned with simple but entrancing choreography by Georgina Lamb, finds that sweet spot where it simultaneously sends up the TV show that inspired it, while also paying an affectionate homage. The physical production is colourful and attractive (sets, costumes and cakes, yes cakes, designed by Alice Power, lighting by Ben Cracknell, admirably clear sound by Ben Harrison) if basic, but with material and a cast this good that’s pretty much all that’s needed.

Structurally it’s nearer to a revue than a traditional musical, perhaps inevitably given that it has to encompass an octet of contestants, a pair of presenters plus two judges (a glorious Rosemary Ashe and John Owen Jones gleefully capturing the essence of Prue Leith and Paul Hollywood) and, for a show based upon a TV series rather than a single story, I’m not sure one can ask for much more than that. It could use some pruning and streamlining: having the splendidly funny presenting team of Scott Paige and Jaye Jacobs attired as a pair of giant duelling scones at one point is a bit much, a couple of running jokes feel belaboured, and there are rather too many songs, fabulous though most of them are.

In fact, the entire cast is terrific. Catriana Sanderson delicately devastates as an Italian baker who has substituted cake making for the children she can’t have, Aharon Rayner makes an assured debut as streetwise but lovable Hassan, unsure of how much of hIs Syrian heritage he can bring to the TV screen. Jay Saighal nails the swagger and fragile masculinity of a toe-curling hipster and Simbi Akande is flat-out hilarious as a ragingly ambitious spoilt princess. Michael Cahill sparkles, but deftly sidesteps cliché, as camply stylish but sensitive Russell.