The Cherry Orchard review: Chekhov characters banter and vape while the world burns
Has it started? The lights are still on, but there’s a woman wielding a Henry Hoover on a big rug, trying to avoid a prostrate man. Now there are actors popping out from the audience – have they been there the whole time? – bantering, drinking lager, vaping.
This isn’t what you’d expect from . But it is the sort of thing you’d expect from director , who has a long history of making modern in a
