Provided you live in Manhattan, that is.

Yes, child star (ah, they grow up so fast, don’t they?) Daniel Radcliffe will be bringing his jailbaitalicious skyclad junk to Broadway. To be fair, his performance in Equus was by all accounts quite good, and North America has not yet had the opportunity to get our knickers (if any) in a twist about the fact that the role involves smoking, so it’s not as if this is simple pandering to a continent greedy for wizard-perving. It’s not as if we’ve been deprived, after all.

But raincoaster sources suspect something else. A different, more sordid explanation. We believe that the real reason behind the revival of a somewhat elderly yet not quite classic play is the simple fact that Daniel Radcliffe is an exhibitionistic, pervy sex maniac whose needs could not be met by his own nation of 60,776,238!

And this does indeed take us to our happy place. How much to stage this at The Centre?