Nothing much happens in Anton Chekhov's bleak and bitter Uncle Vanya, and that's by design. The characters, on an estate in rural Russia, are stuck in their boredom and inaction. It seems appropriate, then, that this Old Globe production feels subdued in its staging and acting. The set consistslargely of simple wooden tables andchairs. Costumes are equally muted, reminiscent of drab, Depression-era clothing. To foster a sense of realism, director Richard Nelson has his actors deliver lines at a low, intimate volume, and their restraint puts a fine point on the characters' awkwardness and simmering rage, but often leads to dullness. Microphones and speakers above the stage (and optional headsets) help audiences catch the dialogue. The new translation, by Richard Pevear and Larissa Volokhonsky, is poetic and conversational, a useful balance for a play whose characters dream of soaring but only tread water, and tread water, and tread more water.
— Review by Jennifer Chung Klam
Ongoing until Sunday, March 11, 2018
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