By Richard Pacheco
“Ivanov”
was Chekhov’s play first produced in 1877, commissioned as a comedy, but
Chekhov delivered a four act drama with which he was unhappy. This translation
by Trinity Artistic Director Curt Columbus, in this world premiere translation
production, tackles it as a comedy and not your parent’s Chekhov at all, it is more
like a combination of vaudeville and a wacky family reality television show.
The play is not done much outside of Russia.
The play
tells the tale of Ivanov, who has gotten depressed and in a funk and struggles
to recover his former joy and glory. His wife, Anna, a Jewess disinherited by
her family when she convert to Christianity, has become very ill and his estate
is run by a distant relative who is busy
advising people how he can help them make money.
Ivanov, Stephen Thorne,
is in a mounting funk about his life and not loving his ill wife any
longer, both of which increase. Thorne is spirited and energetic in the role.
Anna is his wife, played by Rebecca
Gibel. She is Ivanov's wife of 5 years who (unknowingly) suffers from Tuberculosis.
She renounced her Jewish heritage and converted to Russian Orthodox in order to
marry Ivanov. She struggles with her husband’s failing interest in her and his
change from a positive outlook to a more gloomy and depressed one, which hangs
over him like an ominous cloud of doom. Gibel is energetic and poised in the
role managing to capture a certain fragility amidst here increasing sadness. It
is a solid performance full of nice touches.
Fred
Sullivan Jr. is Count Shabelsky, a tile in need of money. He is Ivanov's
maternal uncle, a geriatric buffoon full of bluster and bombast. Sullivan
handles it with unbridled energy and zest often with over the top resules.
Richard
Williams is Lvov,
a pompous young doctor on the council's panel, and an honest man. Throughout
the play, he moralizes and attacks Ivanov's character. He does not like him at
all and dislikes the way he treats his sick wife William is the epitome of self-righteous
in the role, full of self importance and self confidence, always ready to question
anyone’s motives and the merest whim and inclination. Williams is on the mark
in the role, never faltering.
Sasha is
played with charm and an almost naïve energy by Marina Shay. Sasha is the
neighbor Lebedevs' 20-year-old daughter. She is infatuated with Ivanov, adores
him like a determined puppy.
Joe Wilson
is Ivanov’s distant cousin and manger of the estate, a man with continual
schemes to make more money, not just for himself, but for all around him. Wilson
is frenetic, almost spastic in the role, which is often over the top nearly
without subtlety.
Angela
Brasil is Marta, a rich relatively recent widow. She is attracted to the count
and wants something more out of him. She is loaded with energy and zest in the
role, if at times a bit overdone and exaggerated.
Anne Scurria is the shrill,
overbearing Zinaida, mother of Sasha. She is also a lender and Ivanov is into
here for quite of bit of money he cannot afford to pay back.
Timothy Crowe is Pasha, Marata’s
husband and Chairman of the rural district council. He is confidant and good friend to Ivanov.
Crowe quivers at the merest sight of his wife who is totally domineering and
overbearing. He is spineless and does here every bidding in total fear.
Stephen Berenson drifts in and out
as a party guest obsessed with playing cards, as if it were his sole “raison
d’etre.” He is very funny as he darts
about oozing excitement over each fresh game of cards he recalls for the
others, much to their horror and boredom.
There is
some entertaining live music composed by Ian McNeely and broad bold strokes in
the acting. The thing that bothered me is that the acting often seemed like
harshly drawn caricatures rather than full characters, like some teen comedy
gone awry.
Director
Brian McEleney keeps the pacing here rapid, full of comic touches
throughout. However the acting style
seems a bit exaggerated, more farce than anything else, often lacking nuance
and subtlety for the characters. He
keeps the ctors consistent though, but at times it feels too much.
The laughs
are packed in all along the way, often back to back, but some of it seems
strained and the transition to a darker ending seems a bit of a sudden shift,
almost a surprise. A caveat, in the beginning, there is brief nudity as Ivanov
gets out of the bathtub and goes offstage, I have to admit that this production
with all its virtues leaves Stanislavski method behind in more frenetic (at
times too much so) performances.
“Ivanov” Sept 4 until Oct. 5 at Trinity Rep, 201 Washington St., Providence. Tickets are $46-$71.
Call (401) 351-4242,
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