A play by Gorky of a group of middle class Russians, rehearsing existential
arguments while the revolution brews outside their gates. An excellent
production with a pyrotechnic ending as the mob invades and blows up the
leading character’s (Protasov) chemical laboratory. Protasov reminded me a bit
of a friend, thinking that his work was all that mattered as his marriage and
domestics generally went to pot. His wife was having an affair with an artist
and his sister was disintegrating; meanwhile he is the object of infatuation by
the local vet’s sister.
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