This was an enormously exciting production of Merchant of Venice, a reminder that theater can be (in fact, must be!) nervy.
Director Igor Golyak takes major chances in presenting a version of The Seagull that’s self-consciously about The Seagull. And they pay off.
This marvelous production pulls off a tricky balance — vibrant bursts of creative energy are put at the service of illuminating the thorny nature of memory and guilt.
This production’s approach to Bulgakov’s source material is refreshing in its directness; it’s also bursting with visual and auditory inventiveness.