If you, like me, grew up as a huge Monty Python fan, you won't be disappointed by the big, boisterous, and appropriately puerile musical Spamalot at the 5th Avenue Theatre. Killer rabbits, tap dancing knights, taunting Frenchmen—to steal a line from the movie from which much of Spamalot was stolen, it is a silly place. And lovingly so.

And if you're not a Monty Python fan, what the fuck is wrong with you?

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