I previously saw a version of Evita Too at the Soho Theatre a few years ago. Now that it has expanded and moved to the South Bank ("our biggest shit yet" they announce) I suppose there is the slimmest of chances someone might accidentally buy a ticket thinking they are going to get Don't Cry For Mr Argentina.

 

But stand down those lawyers, there is definitely no attempt to pass this off as a version of the famous musical. There is no nude rollerskating in that version for a start. 

 

In fact as the title makes clear, Rebecca Biscuit and Louise Mothersole's hugely fun, wonderfully subversive musical is all about another Perón - Isabel Perón, the next wife of Argentina's President Juan Perón, who became the first ever female President in the world – as they keep hammering home – and yet seems to have been written out of history. 

 

So this show is an attempt to redress the balance while also showing that there is a tendency for women to be overlooked and erased from the books. The intrepid twosome even visit a bar in Argentina called Perón Perón, where the person who serves them hasn't even heard of Isabel.

 

It's a fascinating story – maybe Lloyd Webber and Rice could have done this if Sh!t Theatre didn't get their first. They tell Isabel's tale with wit and idiosynratic style, recounting in song how she worked her way to the top from her origins as a showgirl. An audience member gets to mix cocktails, others gets alcohol shot into their mouths - booze tends to be a motif in the white-faced duo's shows.

 

The songs are actually quite catchy, kind of West End musical lite. Onscreen footage fills in the biographical gaps, but it's the duo's comically charismatic performances that make this so watchable. Biscuit and Mothersole have a mischievous way of weaving together feminism, global events and they own stories while always putting the emphasis on humour. There is an amazing plot development after the interval which involves them staging a hilarious art exhibition in Madrid. Yes, they really did this, complete with a cheese and wine opening.

 

Sh!t Theatre aren't really afraid of anything. They put their heart and soul into their work but always have fun, even though, as they touch on, there is a darker shadow over their own recent lives. There is a nice running gag-slash-serious-point, that they are no longer women in their early thirties and are now moving into a new potentially child-free phase of their lives, one that they didn't plan for.

 

And Evita Too, now directed by Ursula Martinez, marks a new phase in their work. Bigger, bolder, more ambitious. Let's hope if some passing tourist does buy a ticket for this by mistake they do enjoy it. Come to think of it, Starlight Express fans might enjoy the nude skating.