1558. England. A country divided by religion and politics, teetering on the brink of civil war. The hopes of the nation lie with one Woman.
2013. England. A country divided by those who enjoy plays featuring men in dresses and those who don’t. The hopes of the nation lie with two Bristolian actors.
But Howard Coggins and Stuart Mcloughlin can no longer rely on apparent physical resemblances to Tudor monarchs. They’ve done Henry VIII, and the truth is neither of them look like anyone else. Stu’s agent has just dumped him and Howard’s aspirations of being a proper serious actor are slowly being quashed by his constantly having to go up to London for relentless commercial castings. Things are bad.
But they won’t be deterred. They’re just going to have to dig a little deeper. Act a little better. Live a little dangerous-er, as they attempt to tell the story of the greatest Monarch that ever lived – Elizabeth: The Virgin Queen.
But will these two theatrical sons of Bristol be up to the challenge? Can Stu take the heat? And will Howard get jealous that he’s no longer playing the main part?
With more live original music, silly songs, smutty shenanigans, perfunctory props, and hysterically historical horseplay, this promises to be (another) poorly researched lesson in Tudor history that you’ll never forget.