Viva!

Hiding out inside the hotel are an assortment of oddballs and weirdos: a Nazi war criminal posing as an archbishop; a crazed general stuck upstairs with Miss July who is left over from a recent Playboy shoot; a schizoid hotel manager; the obligatory CIA man conniving to keep the revolutionary wolves at bay while desperately trying to get El Presidente to leave the country, with or without the coffin of his late beloved papa which might actually contain the country's treasury!

Combine Feydeau with today's headlines and you will get the right idea

"Has all the slapstick humour of a good farce and yet never loses contact with reality" ~ London Standard

"Cutting and hilarious" ~ City Limits

"A very funny, politically correct social satire" ~ San Francisco Examiner