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April 18, 2012

It’s a rich, slow-spreading smile, like butter melting in a skillet over a low flame. And whenever it creeps across James Corden’s face in the splendidly silly “One Man, Two Guvnors,” which opened on Wednesday night at the Music Box Theater, you know two things for sure: You’re in for trouble, and you’re already hooked. Struggle as you will, there ain’t nothing you can do about it.

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Jennifer
Farrar

April 18, 2012

This season, the king of fools on Broadway may well be James Corden. The slapstick farce and British vaudevillian merriment galloping throughout the exuberant music-hall comedy, “One Man, Two Guvnors,” are a perfect fit for Corden’s range of expressive comedic abilities.

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Lisa
Schwarzbaum

April 18, 2012

The British import One Man, Two Guvnors — a larf-out-loud theatrical hubbub just as sparkling and marvelous as rapturous London reviews have promised — includes a helpful note in the playbill connecting commedia dell’arte of the 16th–18th centuries, British pantomimes and music hall revues of the 19th and early to mid-20th centuries, and this dandy 21st-century National Theatre of Great Britain production.

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April 18, 2012

James Corden stars in Richard Bean’s riotous reinvention of the commedia dell’arte classic, "The Servant of Two Masters," which transfers to Broadway in Nicholas Hytner’s smash-hit London production.

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Linda
Winer

April 18, 2012

There are two directors — one just for physical comedy — in "One Man, Two Guvnors," the farce that arrived from London’s irreproachable National Theatre with virtuosic clowning by James Corden and another lesson for us Yanks about the two kinds of British humor.

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April 18, 2012

Hunger, like all urgent and uncontrollable bodily functions, is an eternal wellspring of humor. Think of Charlie Chaplin grimly carving up his boot in The Gold Rush, Mr. Creosote’s last supper and that old, reliable sight gag, the fellow desert-islander who morphs into a talking turkey leg. Tummy rumbles equal belly laughs, and both abound in the National Theatre’s gobsmackingly funny One Man, Two Guvnors. Driven in its first half by the peckish desperation of freelance flunky Francis Henshall (James Corden), this virtuoso banquet of slapstick farce and verbal jousting brings with it a shocking revelation: How starved we were for comedy.

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