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“The next play I write will definitely be funny, very funny, at least in intention.” (Chekhov to Olga Knipper, 7 March 1901)

Chekhov worked on The Cherry Orchard for years, ponderously, hesitantly, changing tone, all the while struggling with his health. He had been suffering from chronic tuberculosis for years and was now in rapid decline, often too tired to go on writing. On 28 July 1903 he wrote to Konstantin Stanislavski from his dacha in Yalta on the Crimean peninsula: “My play isn’t ready yet, it is progressing slowly, which can only be explained by my laziness, by the wonderful weather, and by the difficulty of the subject.” At the Moscow Art Theatre the manuscript was awaited with impatience, excitement, and anxiety, and on 27 September, Chekhov wrote to his wife, Olga Knipper: “My dear horsey, I have already wired to say that the play is ready, that all four acts are complete. I am now making a fair copy. I have managed to make them living people, but what the actual play is like, I don’t know.” And on 15 October: ‘Play sent. Healthy. Kiss. Regards, Antonio.’” The manuscript was ecstatically received in Moscow. On 19 October, Olga wrote: “What a thrilling day yesterday, my darling, my beloved! I couldn’t write to you, my head was fit to burst. I had been expecting the play for two days and was becoming incensed that it had not arrived. Finally, yesterday morning it was brought to me. (…) When I had finished reading it, I ran to the theatre. Fortunately, the rehearsal had been cancelled. (…) If you had seen the faces of all those people bent over The Cherry Orchard! Naturally, everyone insisted on reading it aloud at once. We locked the door, removed the key, and began.” The Cherry Orchard would eventually premiere on 17 January 1904. It would be Chekhov’s last play. He died a few months later, on 4 July 1904 ...

In The Cherry Orchard, all the elements of a typical Chekhov play are present: a continuous movement of characters, a tempo and intensity that constantly change; dialogues that randomly appear and are unrelated, abruptly interrupted by seemingly irrelevant interventions or information; important data or feelings that are shared almost without notice; the elegance of the details; the economy of words – Chekhov remains the master of the economic expression – the open structure, a dramatic field rather than a dramatic line, no exaggerated emotions, no boasting, no important truths. The truth in this piece is modest, simple, indirect; it is rooted in the familiar rhythms of our lives. Nothing is inflated, the proportions are familiar, and yet everything is transformed, thanks to an imagination that allows us to penetrate deeply into the strangeness of the everyday. “A True Comedy of High Seriousness”, as American writer Richard Gilman called it.

Chekhov’s method is often compared to that of a composer or a painter: a brushstroke here, another one there, extend this line, a sudden spot, the gradual filling-in of an area, marks, blemishes, dark and light, rubbing out, building up, ... on 11 May 1889 he wrote in a letter to his brother Alexander: “Drastic rewriting need not unsettle you, as the more of a mosaic the result is, the better.” Thus, a dramatic field …And yet, however many attempts have been made to understand the play, The Cherry Orchard remains an enigma and Chekhov cannot be pigeonholed. Since the beginning of its performance history, this play has been torn between interpretive polarities: naturalism or poetry, realism or symbolism, social lament or prophecy, comedy or tragedy… Not infrequently motivated by ideological short-sightedness, the play has already been called everything: a political indictment, a poetic-melancholic image of time, a nostalgic contemplation, an ode to progress, a social satire. The characters are constantly, depending on what emerges, favouring some ideology or another. Is Lopakhin now a hero who stands for progress and company affiliation? Or is he an upstart peasant with no manners, blinded by profit? Is Lyubov a spoiled and selfish brat who represents the past glory of the old landed gentry and could better perish with her entire clique as swiftly as possible? Or is she a sensual and irresistible ode to fragile humanity and the essential uselessness of our lives? Does she stand as a symbol for the right to that uselessness, for the right to beauty, to everything that has no economic value, to culture? Is Trofimov an enlightened spirit or a verbose wiseacre who is also idle? Or could it perhaps be that moral judgments are not addressed? Does Chekhov make his own mind known through his characters? Or does he just let them speak? Are the opinions those characters share with us also the ‘themes’ of the play? Or are they just opinions that are expressed in the play? Could it be that the many layers of human activity are simply displayed in all their complexity? That the play does not completely reveal all his secrets, that the characters will not explain to us why they do what they do… ?

Chekhov is no doubt fondly chuckling in his grave and whispering softly in our ear: “All this, and everything else … or not … Find out for yourself.”It is certainly clear that this play is as elusive as life itself.In 1904, Russian poet Andrei Bely wrote in an essay on The Cherry Orchard that he doesn’t identify Chekhov’s method as a technical instrument, but rather speaks of what we ourselves might call his ‘glance’, “as it falls with unparalleled clarity on the most minute particulars, on the extreme momentariness of our experience. It’s this approach toward the humble, the casual and fragmentary, the scorned – the very basis of the revolution Chekhov brought about in the theatre – which sets free the previously unknown, what we might call the music that hasn’t yet been heard. An instant of life taken by itself as it is deeply probed becomes a doorway to infinity. The minutiae of life will appear ever more clearly to be the guides to Eternity. (…) In The Cherry Orchard, Chekhov draws back the folds of life and what at a distance appeared to be shadowy folds turns out to be an aperture into Eternity.” *
Anton Pavlovich Chekhov has left an indelible stamp on the history of theatre, and his prose, letters, and plays are still among the finest in world literature. His grasp of man’s innermost feelings is unparalleled, his insight into human behaviour unequalled. He was a moral revolutionary; he has taught us to look at people as they are, big and small, strong and weak, good and bad, corrupt and grand … he remains master of the drama of the undramatic, and will forever belong to that small group of authors who are essential to our quest as human beings, whose perspicacity can continue to help us preserve or recover our individual and collective mental health

So why create The Cherry Orchard in 2015? That is why… or that is why... or that is why… or

To Olga Knipper on 20 April 1904: “You ask: What is life? You might as well ask: What is a carrot? A carrot is a carrot, and we know nothing more…”

* Chekhov’s plays: An Opening Into Eternity, by Richard Gilman
This entire text is indebted to Richard Gilman.

 
 

the cherry orchard teaser ( by Ros Kavanagh )

blossoms must bleed
The Cherry Orchard is not a costume drama. STAN puts the classic through a postmodern mincing machine, and the result is a well-known but delightful farce, though one that preserves the essence of this Chekhov. Should we complain or clap when they chop down the cherry trees?
Sam Rijnders, Veto, May 17th 2015

STAN's Cherry Orchard is incredibly witty - not side-splitting but gentle chuckles at regular intervals. At the same time it is sad – not tear-jerking, but heartache.
Karin Veraart, De Volkskrant, May 18th 2015

Fifty shades of hopelessness
The Cherry Orchard is a lively and sharp-witted production, theatre with pace. But it is at its finest when everything comes to a standstill, when you sit watching with fascination how beautifully immobility is created on stage.
Geert Van der Speeten, De Standaard, May 20th 2015

Rambling through an interminable now
With a fragile beauty ‘The Cherry Orchard’ sketches an almost poetic picture of human experience. Rather than the stuff of great story lines, this is something that can be observed in all its facets. The result is a large-scale ramble with a sense of the bottomlessness of trivial details and the confounding repercussion of the insignificant.
Maarten Luyten, Cutting Edge, May 21th 2015

A feast of theatre about leave-taking in a major key
Chekhov wanted to avoid gravity at all costs, and Stan manages to do just that without getting bogged down in hamming it up and farcical exaggeration. In fact, Stan’s older actors and the youthful talent proved perfectly capable of dosing their quasi nonchalance, their rhythm, their dancing pleasure in acting, eye for detail, keen characterizations, the lightness of their approach to acting and the wittiness of dialogues.
Tuur Devens, De Theaterkrant, May 21th 2015

Tg STAN makes Chekhov’s ‘Cherry Orchard’ a ‘Kissing Orchard’
Rarely have I attended such a well-thought-out and dazzling staging of Anton Chekhov’s Cherry Orchard. An impressionistic version almost of a typical Chekhov story.
Els Van Steenberghe, Focus Knack, May 26th 2015

With STAN emotions are kept in check or delivered with irony. An enthusiastic pot of kisses is rounded off with a satisfied ‘delightful’, a broken heart is concealed behind an evasive look. Melancholy and nostalgia are there, but what prevails is a tone of superficial cheerfulness. In this airy Cherry Orchard human tragedies are hidden behind nonchalance as the characters jauntily dance their way towards their destruction.
Joukje Akveld, Het Parool, May 26th 2015

tg STAN's 'The Cherry Orchard' blossoms
"tg STAN’s “The Cherry Orchard” is both true to the original whilst being distinctly its own unique thing, where simplicity in execution and obvious humour hide a complexity and depth underneath. One suspects Chekhov would have been pleased."
Chris O'Rourke, examiner.com, October 7th 2015

... tg STAN’s interpretation of Chekov’s canonical work broke new ground for its conceptual approach, liveliness and originality.
Rachel Rafferty, thereviewshub.com, October 8th 2015

Sparkling Checkhov production dances round frivolous lives
TG STAN's dynamic production appears essentially agnostic to the fate of Chekhov's egoistical characters. It rhythmically explores the flows and interuptions of their everyday exchanges as they dance, at one point literally in a brilliant set piece, towards their destinies in a farcical display of human carelessness.
Francesca Comyn, The Sunday Business Post, October 11th 2015

text Anton Chekhov 
by and with Evelien Bosmans, Evgenia Brendes, Robby Cleiren, Jolente De Keersmaeker, Lukas De Wolf, Bert Haelvoet, Minke Kruyver, Scarlet Tummers, Rosa Van Leeuwen, Stijn Van Opstal and Frank Vercruyssen

lighting Thomas Walgrave
costumes An d'Huys
production and technique STAN

coproduction Kunstenfestivaldesarts, Festival d'’Automne (Paris), Théâtre de la Colline (Paris), TnBA (Bordeaux), Le Bateau Feu (Dunkerque), Théâtre Garonne (Toulouse), Théâtre de Nîmes and STAN

premiere October 7 2015, Dublin Theatre Festival, Ireland

Project co-produced by NXTSTP, with the support of the European Union’s Culture Programme