Chekhov is often cited as a “difficult” playwright. Yet the difficulty is not interpretation, the difficulty is putting your finger on why his seemingly simple plays are so effective – why they’re considered so revolutionary, why they’re considered some of the most important plays in Western drama history and the fountainhead of 20th century theatre.
The answer is in the precision of Chekhov’s classic plays. His skill is in his subtle setting of the tone and the tightness of the dialogue – hardly a syllable is wasted. The spectacle and exaggeration of the popular melodramatic theatre are suppressed or completely removed. His natural presentation was (and is) revolutionary and his characters are reflective of the people at the time. (It should be noted that Turgenev’s A Month in the Country was staged in 1872, and Ibsen’s Pillar of Society was staged in 1877.)
Overall, I have much respect for Chekhov’s plays, but his style does not appeal to me. Naturalism has won over the stage (and film). Chekhov’s art is a brilliant stroke against the overwrought melodrama of the period (and, honestly, any period – it never goes away). But I prefer a more imaginative – some might say bombastic – stage art with richer colors and movements. Fortunately, the stage is big enough for all these tastes.
I’ve read all of Chekhov’s major plays over my lifetime. Here are my reviews as I re-read them:
Humorous Dialogues and Parodies ** – Chekhov displays an absurdist’s wit in these 12 short plays/skits. Alas, though, humor is the most contemporary of the arts, depending deeply on context and culture. Many of Chekhov’s satires prove hard to follow without an understanding of the politics, theatre and characters in and around Moscow in the late 1800s. Some of these will make you grin, but that’s about it.
The Seagull *** -- Like Chekhov’s later play, The Cherry Orchard, the seeming simplicity of the plays belies the underlying layers of complexity. Everything – the speeches and the actions – are mostly indirect. The play is the building of a subtext to everything the characters say and do.
Furthermore, the characters all seem to wish to be someone else, though the person they want to be assures them they are nothing like who they are thought to be. Arkadina and Dorn may be the only characters who are happy with who they are (though in Arkadina’s case that doesn’t make them necessarily a better person).
Overall, I like The Cherry Orchard better than The Seagull. The Cherry Orchard is a bit more humorous, with more interesting characters. The Seagull seems to reek of teenage angst, especially the ending suicide. I feel a sense of tissue-clutching melodrama in it all – the spurned lover, the misunderstood artist, unable to face the hard, cruel world, ends it all. The suicide seems out of proportion to the situation.
All that said, this is an important play in drama history that everyone should read/see.
[Note: This review is primarily based on the Tom Stoppard translation.]
The Cherry Orchard **** -- The Cherry Orchard is deftly written, replete with lively, memorable characters, and a unique blend of comedy and pathos. It’s quietly revolutionary, depicting a change of the guard – the decline of the aristocracy and the rise of bourgeois mercantilism.
It’s hard for me, however, to have much sympathy for the declining aristocracy who contributed nothing to society and lived off the sweat and bread of the poor. So I lack empathy for the people at the core of the play and their bloated staff who cared for nothing but their own indolent, self-indulgent opulence. Frankly, they seem vacuous and annoying, weakly and ineffectually flailing at the troubles around them.
Much is written about the difficulty in interpreting the play. I find that puzzling. I don’t see the difficulty. It is rather straightforward. Chekhov doesn’t leave much unsaid, though the audience is obviously curious about how the characters’ lives will continue.
The difficulty is not interpretation, the difficulty is putting your finger on why this seemingly simple play is so effective – why it’s considered so revolutionary, why it’s considered one of the most important plays in Western drama history and the fountainhead of 20th century theatre.
It is oft cited as the first truly modern play – psychological, focused on the bourgeois, and lite on plot. (It’s rather amusing how many late 19th century/early 20th century plays I’ve read lately that are touted as having little or no plot.) Yet Turgenev’s A Month in the Country, staged in 1872, and Ibsen’s Pillar of Society, staged in 1877, both preceded Chekhov by decades and covered this territory. I’ll leave this to more knowledgeable critics than myself.
A random thought: This is presented as a domestic tragedy, but what if it were like Kafka’s Metamorphosis? Everyone recalls Gregor’s transformation into a bug, but few comment on the end. Gregor’s thoughts while becoming the beetle (which, by the way, I think is simply a metaphor for a debilitating and eventually fatal illness) are about his family – how can he continue to take care of his father, his mother and his sister? He is their sole means of support.
But after his death they become stronger and able to care for themselves. They find they are not helpless. What if The Cherry Orchard had an Act V in which the characters find this strength within themselves – freed from the debilitating weight of maintaining the orchard (and the appearance) and the helplessness of their class, they find new powers within themselves to survive and grow? Just a thought.
The Bear – Chekhov (5/08)
Ivanov – Chekhov (5/08)
The Celebration – Chekhov (5/08)
The Wedding – Chekhov (5/08)
The Seagull – Chekhov (5/08)
The Cherry Orchard – Chekhov (7/08)
Uncle Vanya – Chekhov (7/08)