Theatre

The BFG, Royal Lyceum Theatre, Edinburgh

Neil Cooper

Four stars

Be careful not to quaff too many flagons of frobscottle before going to see the Royal Lyceum Company's festive take on Roald Dahl's over-sized yarn about a kindly but flatulent giant. If you do indulge in the make-believe beverage, Andrew Panton's production of David Wood's stage version might well end up with so much whizzpopping, as Dahl would have it, that it could resemble an exercise in odorama, not to mention adding assorted off-kilter pumps and parps to Claire McKenzie's already energetic live soundtrack.

Wood opens up Dahl's pages by way of a magician's birthday party no-show, which inspires young Sophie to put herself centre-stage as she acts out her favourite present along with her pals, while also giving her mum and dad the starring roles. On a life-size wooden doll's house flanked by little fluffy clouds designed by Becky Minto, Robyn Milne's Sophie transports her puppet self into the clutches of The BFG, played by Lewis Howden as a gentle sort, with a penchant for Stanley Unwinesque semantics. The other giants aren't quite so laid-back, alas, and more resemble wild animals as they embark on a child-snatching spree that only the full might of the Queen of England and all her armed forces can contain.

There are times when Dahl's story more resembles something out of Viz comic than a well-respected children's classic. This is something that makes proceedings infinitely more appealing to adolescents of all ages, helped along nicely in a bright, modern take on the show by Jamie MacDonald's quasi-disaster movie animation and some neat puppet work that truly shows the things that dreams are made of.