Prince of Wales Theatre — Attraction in London

VENUE: Absolutely lovely! Not overly large but certainly not small either. Perfectly arranged for people's optimal view. I was in seat A34 which is front row of the balcony to the left. I had a great seat and view...better than any movie theater!

The venue was very similar to the Queen's theater, except that it's had some updates and is a bit more chic. There were some very glitz and glam features to the building. Drink prices were fair for a show and service was fast. (Weird thing: my beer came in a plastic bottle. I didn't particularly like THAT feature...it's weird.) NOTE ON SEAT: in that first row of the balcony, if you are on the segment near the side door on either side, you will have a LOT of people coming and going until the show actually starts. Mildly annoying but a really, really great seat all the same. Also, I would NOT recommend the wing seats on the sides. I saw a family of four sitting there and despite them loving the show, I could see they were struggling with seeing some of the scenes and action.

SHOW: Saw Book of Mormon on 12 June 2018. HYSTERICAL!! And immensely offensive. But still very, very funny. Don't go if you're offended easily by jabs at religion or dark humor. This isn't Cinderella and it's not meant to be. Still incredibly funny! The cast was nothing short of incredible. Especially great with many American (or perfect fake-Americans) actors for the Mormon boys -- the guy next to me said he saw it in Sweden with Swedish actors and you just lose a lot. As an American, I DIED laughing. Show let's out right...

Visiting the Prince of Wales Theatre to see The Book of Mormon was an absolute delight! From start to finish, the experience was superb.

Firstly, the venue itself is wonderfully cosy, creating an inviting and comfortable atmosphere. The hospitality staff were very helpful, which made the experience all the more enjoyable. Additionally, the cleanliness of the facilities—especially the toilets—was impeccable, a detail that doesn't go unnoticed when spending a few hours at a venue. It was also great to have the option to pre-order a second round of drinks, which were waiting for us during the interval—this added a nice touch of convenience.

The show, of course, was the highlight. The Book of Mormon was nothing short of excellent—hilarious and brilliantly executed. The cast delivered standout performances, combining impeccable comedic timing with impressive vocal talent. Every scene brought new energy and laughter, keeping the audience thoroughly engaged throughout.

We were seated in seats C33 and C34, which offered a great view of the stage, albeit slightly off centre (we wanted aisle access), allowing us to fully appreciate the stunning production and lively performances. The layout of the theatre ensures a fairly intimate viewing experience, adding to its overall appeal.

Overall, I would highly recommend catching The Book of Mormon at the Prince of Wales Theatre. With its helpful staff, well-maintained facilities, and a truly unforgettable show, it’s an experience not...

I had the most infuriating, ridiculous, and downright horrible experience at the theater last night. All because I had the audacity—the absolute nerve—to be in the bathroom when the show started.

Thirty seconds. That’s all it took. I stepped out of the restroom, walked back to the entrance, and the usher looked at me like I was asking for the impossible. "Sorry, we can’t let you in until the first scene is over." Excuse me? The first scene? I paid for my ticket, I was there on time, I just needed a quick bathroom break. But no, apparently, the rules were more important than basic human decency.

So there I was, standing outside, seething, while I could hear the muffled sounds of the performance I had been looking forward to for weeks. Time crawled, every second feeling like an eternity while my wife was there wondering where I had disappeared. Finally, they let me in—after I had already missed the first ten minutes. Ten minutes of something I paid to see, ten minutes of context I would never get back, ten minutes that tainted the entire experience.

It didn’t matter how great the rest of the show was. The frustration lingered. I spent the entire night trying to shake the annoyance, but it clung to me like a bad smell. All because of a bathroom break. I get it, rules are rules, but sometimes, common sense should win. And last night, it didn’t.

Now I understand all the honest 1 star...