Romeo and Juliet, Garrick Theatre
Trouble remembering in which country Shakespeare's star-crossed lovers cross paths? Branagh's panting paean to Fellini will sort you out. Stylish as a monochromatic Vogue spread, and as self-consciously Italian as Bruno Tonioli guzzling lasagne in a gondola, it's not exactly a triumph of cultural nuance. Capulet is a sharp-suited mafia don who makes an affected entrance sipping espresso, the Prince is a fascist enfor…