To see these "Three" and die...
The Kutepova twins (Ksenia-"Irina" and Polina-"Masha") and Galina Tunina (as "Olga")
Sometimes a play is like a short-story on the stage. Can be excellent as short-stories can but it's not in the same league, really Darling, as grand novels. Chekhov's "Three Sisters" directed by Piotr Fomenko and performed by his "Fomenki" is like a theatrical "War and Peace" ... You enter that world, you enjoy, you laugh, you are touched, you have to think, you argue, you (almost) cry.. It's light and frivolous here and there but the mute deep wave of really heavy stuff going on ends up swallowing you.. It is always emotionally tiring to experience a truly relevant work of art (say "Las Meninas" or "Guernica" or "Sacre du Printemps" or "Gottardamerung" or "The Magic Mountain" or "Uncle Vanya" or "Arcadia" or " La Dolce Vita") ... If you dont't feel that "heaviness" something must be missing...
Twins alright but here's a tip: Irina always wear white while Masha goes for black dresses...
Last week in Madrid I went one step further in my love affair with Russian theatre and Chekhov in particular. I've seen his plays in French ("Platonov"), in English ("Seagull", "Vanya") and in Portuguese ("Seagull", "Cherry Orchard"), enjoying every word but feeling the absence of the musicality of the Russian language. I saw, in moving musical Russian, "The Lady And The Lapdog" in Moscow, a couple of years ago, not understanding one word . This time I felt I got it all, thanks to prior hard study of the (translated) text, some progress in my own knowledge of russki izik and to the miraculous aid of subtitles (in Castellano) .
At this masterly level of directing and acting the 3 hours 50 minutes experience of "Tri Siestri" is not an evening out any longer. It's an anchor point of one's inner life. Like the first time you've read "War and Peace" or that full "Ring" you finally manage to complete.
The three dolls have the hair-colour of the actresses: spot the twins...
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