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Playwright: Anton Chekhov (adapted by Joanna Murray-Smith)
Director: Mark Kilmurry
Cast: Vanessa Downing, John Gaden AO, Chantelle Jamieson, David Lynch, Abbey Morgan, Yalin Ozucelik, Tim Walter
Images by Prudence Upton
Theatre review
The story may have taken place in Russia over a century ago, but it appears that the human condition still persists with its indomitable longing, to be anywhere but here. Characters in Anton Chekhov’s Uncle Vanya are listless and angsty, but are never quite able to articulate what is actually wrong, only knowing that they wish to arrive at some place, somewhere else. In this adaptation by Joanna Murray-Smith, we encounter refreshing moments of modernity, although it is clear that Chekhov’s essence remains, and like the people he had conjured, we never embark on a radical departure.
Direction by Mark Kilmurry renders a sense of accuracy, in terms of tone and sensibilities, so that we discover a certain milieu that we trust to be authentic, or at least emblematic, of what is being represented. Production design by Nick Fry leaves no ambiguity about the epoch we visit, with a set notable for the kineticism it encourages, through its clever demarcations of space. Lights by Matt Cox are warm and tender, to provide our empathy a boost, so that we may regard the play with greater openness. Sounds and music by Steve Francis are judiciously measured, always subtle but unquestionably effective.
The cast is mostly charming, although not always resonant or persuasive, in a show that can on occasion feel somewhat under rehearsed. In the titular role is Yalin Ozucelik, laudable for his unwavering exuberance, and commitment to finding chemistry for all these scenes of interpersonal disconnectedness.
In Uncle Vanya we observe individuals who want the same thing, but all in different ways. The tragedy is that they all suffer a perturbation, yet are unable to locate meaningful ways to sufficiently see and hear one another. Disharmony becomes par for the course, when people can only look inward, and fail to recognise the endless similarities in between.











































































































