“…a nuanced exploration of extreme emotion. It gives the audience the privileged glimpse into the emotional world inside out.”
For The First Time In 86 Years.
From August 18 to September 2, the first independent production in 86 years of Anton Chekhov’s acclaimed play, Uncle Vanya, bursts into life on the Brisbane stage. New independent Brisbane theatre company, The Curators, brings their rigorous reinvention of Uncle Vanya to the intimate space of Magda Community Artz.
Adapted and directed by Michael Beh, a stalwart of Brisbane independent theatre who trained with the Moscow Art Theatre School, The Curators production of Anton Chekhov’s remarkable 1897 classic is performed in vintage costumed splendour in the intimate warmth of Magda Community Artz, Bardon: Brisbane’s hot new arts venue where you are so close that you can practically reach out and touch the actors.
Like Melbourne’s La Mama, Magda’s is an independent arts and cultural space promoting and show-casing local, national and international performers while celebrating creative enterprise, community and connection.
“...an awesome night of theatre...rich, detailed and evocative!”
CAST & CREATIVES
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Sherri Smith |
Sonia (a plain, youngish woman) |
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David Paterson |
Vanya (Sonia’s uncle) |
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Warwick Comber |
Serabryakov (Sonia’s father) |
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Lisa Hickey |
Yelena (Sonia’s stepmother) |
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Renaud Jadin |
Astrov (Sonia’s dream date) |
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Jan Nary |
Nanny (Sonia’s nanny) |
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Amanda McErlean |
Mdme Voinitskaya (Sonia’s grandmother) |
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Brent Schon |
Telegin (Sonia’s godfather) |
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Michael Beh |
Director/Designer |
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Peter Crees |
Producer/Sound Designer |
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Emily Allen |
Lighting Designer |
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Mark Richardson |
Stage/Production Manager |
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Jacob Hoopert |
Assistant Stage Manager |
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Paige Williams |
Technical Crew |
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Helen Strube |
Artistic Associate |
Photography by Bec Taylor Photography
On a Russian estate, somewhere south of St Petersburg, sometime between 1895 and today, Ivan Petrovich is feeling glum. Sofia Alexandrovna’s usual stern self has suddenly turned a little frisky and there is tension in the air between Yelena (what a goddess!) and Aleksandr which is not helped by the intrusions of Mikhail Lvovich and his talk of love. Risks are taken. Love triangles abound. Shots are fired. Laughter and pathos ensue. Like a masterpiece still-life painting there is action in every moment and in every corner of the stage. This is a lush and gorgeous evening of unrequited love and inconceivably poor marksmanship.
Photography by Helen Strube