Miss Atomic Bomb celebrates the sub-culture that grew up around nuclear tests in 1950s America. The citizens of Nevada would throw parties and stage barbecues to coincide with the latest nuclear detonation in the desert. This musical has a lot going for it. The melodies are strong, and well sung. The high-kicking chorus lines are easy on the eye and the show has a zippy, innocent spirit. But the storyline gets sidetracked in a mass of contradictory directions. The main theme follows a homesick farm girl who becomes involved with a runaway soldier whose brother runs a Vegas nightclub where a beauty contest is being held that the farm girl hopes to win. Other meandering subplots concern a hunt for a spy, a gang of psychotic mobsters and the disappearance of a stand-up comic whose hair keeps falling out.
The show’s star, Catherine Tate, has taken a minor role that conspicuously fails to capitalise on her gifts.
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