The most surprising thing about this Uncle Vanya is that it’s not that surprising. When it was announced that Robert Icke – who adapted and directed last year’s modern, gut-punching Oresteia – was repeating the trick with Chekhov, I expected something… strange. This, line-by-line, is incredibly faithful to the text, and although modern-set, unshowy. Continue reading “Review: Uncle Vanya, The Almeida”