Uncle Vanya

Keith did not want to go, as he hates Chekov in general. I should have listened. the production was good, the acting was good, and we still left at half time. It was either leave or embarass ourselves by screaming at the characters to get on with life and stop whining about it. Move to Moscow. Kill yourself. Just do something!


About cathyriggall

Theatre junkie, who thinks live theatre is the ultimate form of living on the edge. You never know what will happen when an actor steps on the stage.
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One Response to Uncle Vanya

  1. Keith says:

    Okay, so are we done? No more Russian plays, right?

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