There is much to be said for open air theatre, and few better locations for it in Oxford than the Castle. To view Tomahawk Theatre Company’s Twelfth Night as the sunset casts a warm glow on to the castle walls is to view it in near perfect surroundings. And nothing proves a more satisfying conclusion to one of Shakespeare’s most popular and confused comedies than to see all ends tied as the moon rises above the set.

Tomahawk is a part amateur/part professional Oxford-based company whose credo is to promote local talent. Well, they certainly do their job with this one. Samantha Knipe (Maria) seems comfortable in her role and — alongside Alex Nicholls (Sir Toby Belch) — provokes much laughter. But it is Alexander Roger’s Malvolio who must be commended for baring (almost) all in the notorious “yellow stockings and cross garters”.

If one aspect of the production falls flat, it is the role of Feste (James Studds, pictured). It is important that companies find a way to take a fresh look at Shakespeare’s work. Having said this, a fool who strolls across the stage singing Bing Crosby numbers is perhaps not the way to do it, despite the obvious quality of his voice.

Although the idea of incorporating song is not an impossible one, there is something about mixing Shakespeare with wartime classics like Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy that seems to jar.

It is not luck, but the poise and ability of the cast that make the performance a successful one, notwithstanding the questionable musical accompaniment.

The result is a highly enjoyable and entertaining evening in a magical setting. Tomahawk had the weather on its side for the opening night; they deserve to remain in its favour throughout their run.