Online reviews for this show range from ‘I have been to see Avenue Q three times and STILL came out desperate to see it again,’ to ‘Favourite moment: Leaving at interval.’ While not quite falling into the second category, I have to admit it failed to appeal . . . Yes there were some catchy, quite witty if moralistic songs but the whole thing relied heavily on our remembered love of puppetry classics such as Sesame Street and The Muppet Show, and that’s where it fell down for me.

Outside Primark two friends meet.

Kelly: ‘Ere, Joyce, what you doin’ tonight?

Joyce: ‘Allo Kelly, love. I dunno, why?

Kelly: I saw that Last Tango last night at the Hippodrome.

Joyce: What’s that then?

Kelly: It’s them dancers off the telly. Them Strictly dancers.

In making the move from screen to stage The Bodyguard has become a vehicle for a stage performer, relying as it does on a good sprinkling of standalone numbers, each entertaining in themselves, yet without fully letting go of its film heritage. Some clever use of film-like stage framing is used to focus our attention and there are some short scenes of projected video to fill in some of the details for which no purely theatrical solution could be found.

The star of the show, of course, is Warwick Davis; he plays Prof, the resourceful leader of the dwarfs. We don’t meet him until Herman has abandoned Snow White in the forest, and his long anticipated appearance was greeted rapturously by last night’s audience. Davis undoubtedly exudes star quality – his Elvis impersonation is a surreal highlight – but not all of his fellow dwarfs deliver their lines with confidence, and some of their slapstick moments fall a little flat.