Half documentary and half musical, this £5 million West End show is a strange theatrical hybrid.

A larger-than-life Frank is digitally reborn onto big screens which glide in and out of view.

As well as concert footage there is a biographical narrative which threads together home movie-style snippets of the Rat Pack era, his children, Ava Gardner and Mia Farrow.

Unsurprisingly, there is little reference to Frank's wilder side and connection with the Mob. The show is endorsed by the Sinatra Estate so is more about the glossy myth than the unsavory reality.

While groundbreaking technology helps bring back the legend, it sadly struggles to reignite the thrill of the era.

Without the glitz and the glamour of famous Las Vegas venue The Sands, the mainly studio footage of Frank is charming but not hugely atmospheric.

The live band add some much needed charisma but often drown out Sinatra's voice.

The biggest distraction, though, is the team of dancers whose umbrella-whirling, giant balloon-carrying and high-kicking seem at odds with the smoldering coolness of Ol' Blue Eyes himself.

Saying that, it's an engaging and at times moving experience which, without the jazz hands and the cheesy smiles, has the potential to be a great show.

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