Updating Chekhov is nothing new, despite the preliminary flurries about this production, yet the singular directorial take can only highlight the master's modernity in the bigger issues. If Australian iconoclast Benedict Andrews had continued as he seems to begin, with a Stanislavsky-like realism for today, passing anachronisms like the optimism for a better life in centuries to come, the idleness of a servanted hous…
SOURCE: The Arts Desk at 07:30PM on September 14, 2012