(Boston) Chekhov intended The Seagull play to be a comedy. He wrote a famous letter to his friend Suvorin on October 21, 1895 describing his intent and further elaborated that Seagull would defy the conventions of theatre. No kidding. It is a comedy for the same reasons Springtime for Hitler is a comedy. The one exception being that no RogerDeBris character arrives to save us from our sensibilities. To sum up, without Roger, The Seagull is a drama about people being terrible to each other while lamenting their own misery. In Russia. While discussing the theatrical arts. It isn’t very funny (unless you’re a sadist). What it is, is deeply depressing. Continue reading →
Short review: It was great. You missed it. Support your public radio.
(Boston) Kidding, kidding, but really what else is there to say? Take four well-crafted short stories of love, baseball and awkwardness, mix in three superb actors and stir. Watching the touring production of Selected Shorts is a powerful reminder that we are creatures of narrative. Whole societies are shaped by storytelling, be it a creation myth or an endearing belief of what a well-regulated militia looks like. People die for stories, people become president by telling stories. Without stories we might as well climb back up into the trees (unless you believe in the Christian creation story….see?). Continue reading →