I wanted to write this blog in letters so small they'd fit on an electron so they would convey not only the scale of my enthusiasm for this show after the first episode but also my total negativity.

This Saturday sees the first episode of Lord Andrew Lloyd Webber's search for a new Jesus Christ Superstar on ITV. It seems like the ultimate quest - trying to find a Jesus Christ. People are always seeing images of Him. But could this image have the abs for a loin cloth and sing falsetto in arenas around the UK opposite a Radio 1 DJ and a former Spice Gi

St. Pancras Hotel was the perfect location to launch a new British musical where the motif, creative team and subject matter all scream national pride.

If Ready Steady Cook sh*gged Come Dine With Me after smoking the pubic hairs of David Lynch, rolled up in the pages of Friedrich Nietzsche's The Birth of Tragedy - Pass the Spoon would be the love child from that wildly wonderful evening. A triumph.