Theatre Review: The Cherry Orchard with Kristin Scott Thomas

Top Chekhov adaptation brings out the best in Kristin Scott Thomas & Stephen Mangan

Harold Pinter Theatre

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Kristin Scott Thomas in The Cherry Orchard. Photo: Johan Persson

Every production of Chekhov‘s The Cherry Orchard is different: like life, it’s so open to interpretation. Even so, there’s always a sense of doom, and there’s always a comical bubble of illusions shielding those who are looking doom in the face. So what makes this production at the Harold Pinter Theatre special? 

This is a particularly star studded production, not only Kristin Scott Thomas and Stephen Mangan starring, but top playwright Conor McPherson providing a re-imagining and Ian Rickson, a highly successful interpreter of Chekhov, directing. It’s also blessed with a cast of the highest quality.

The language provided by McPherson is blunt and speaks to a modern audience. Chloe Lamford’s decaying, damp looking set and Sussie Juhlin-Wallen’s costumes which mix period and modern elements give the production a sense of time passing. The mixed bunch of characters are either living in the past or seeking to preserve it.

The theme of resistance to change is timeless. The specific change in this case is the old Russian hierarchy crumbling in the face of the rising middle class.

Luba Ranevskaya, played magnificently by Kristin Scott Thomas, is the matriarch of a grand house and estate, the destitute successor to its previously rich and powerful owners.

The focus point of the land is a cherry orchard.  It’s a cute touch for the characters to look out on the audience when referring to the orchard. We are, it seems, both the past condemned to perish and the future they will never see.

So many of the characters are lost in their illusions, unable to articulate their thoughts or even finish sentences in the face of the reality before them. Kristin Scott Thomas’ character is like a rudderless ship, fiddling with her hair, offering rictus smiles, distractedly hugging people in a half hearted cure their sadness, looking vacantly as if seeing the past or a different reality, sentences trailing off. Luba continues to behave like the lady of the manor, giving away money she doesn’t have while the debts pile up. Always looking to take flight to Paris to join her unfaithful lover, preferring to keep the memory of its past rather than grapple with modern day challenges of an estate facing bankruptcy.

An impressive cast

Stephen Mangan in The Cherry Orchard.Photo: Johan Persson

Through the next two and half hours, the people around her interact, sometimes in harmony, sometimes in conflict, fast, slow, sniping, soothing, revealing more and more of their characters, their illusions and their painful vulnerabilities.

Luba’s brother Leo is so inflated in his self importance, but actually a total scrounger, and so unpleasant. He could be a template for a certain ex-royal. Always reassuring himself and those around him that something will turn up. Peter Wight gives him just the right mix of nasty and pathetic.
Jeff Rawle brings more pathos to Boris, an impoverished landowner, smiling but always trying to borrow money.

Jack Riddiford is the perpetual student Petyo, even at 30 years old, still talking of graduation. He speaks of revolution but needs the aristocracy to revolt against.

Some female characters look to feckless men for salvation – their love repeatedly unreciprocated. Anastasia Martin is Luba’s unstable daughter. Vinette Robinson gives a powerful performance as the tightlaced adopted daughter Varya, trying to manage the estate finances while wishing she could be a nun. Megan Cusack is the servant Dunyasha taking advantage of the breakdown of the class system to dress up and flirt with attractive men.

Saddest and funniest of all, Karl Johnson is Firs, the old retainer, literally living in the past thanks to dementia but coming up with golden lines like ‘you’re wearing the wrong trousers’. Karl Johnson is an actor I’ve seen many times on stage and he never disappoints.

Only Yermi Lopakhin, played by Stephen Mangan , looks positively to the future. He’s part of a new generation of a self made rich men. Being from peasant stock and well aware of his inferiority, ‘sorry’ is his most used word, a wide-eyed nervous laugh is never far away. He has been in love with Luba since childhood but he can see that the estate must be commercialised to survive, which means the cherry orchard must go. His illusion is that saving the estate will win over Luba. His belief in money as the way to his ideal is as deluded as the head in the sand attitude of those around him. And he is blind to the possibility of happiness with Varya. Stephen Mangan is wonderful in this role, giving a light comic vulnerability to a character that can seem unpleasantly crowing.

This production of The Cherry Orchard is a masterful re-imagining from Conor McPherson that is brought to life by a perfect cast and Ian Rickson’s inspired direction.

The Cherry Orchard can be seen at the Harold Pinter Theatre until 9 January 2026. Buy tickets from the theatre haroldpintertheatre.co.uk

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Theatre review: David Harewood as Othello with Toby Jones & Caitlin FitzGerald

One of the finest Othellos of our time

Theatre Royal Haymarket

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Toby Jones, Caitlin FitzGerald & David Harewood in Othello. Photo: Brinkhoff/Moegenburg

The new production of Othello at the Theatre Royal Haymarket is the finest I have seen—and I have seen a few. Director Tom Morris has achieved this triumph by keeping the production straightforward and by casting David Harewood at precisely the right point in his distinguished career to inhabit the title role completely. Added to that are two further superb performances from Toby Jones and Caitlin FitzGerald, plus an additional standout who doesn’t receive above-the-line billing.

If you’re not familiar with the plot, then please stop reading now, because I’m going to assume you know that it’s about a man who is tricked by a cynical liar into believing his wife has cuckolded him and prompting him to murder her.

You can tell from that crude summary, Othello is a at heart a domestic tragedy. Of all the lead characters in Shakespeare’s tragedies, Othello is the least grand. He’s not a King or even a noble, By comparison with Macbeth, Lear or Mark Anthony, he is strikingly ordinary. What makes him stand out is that he’s successful in his career, and an outsider. For audiences, he is very easy to identify with, as he falls victim to someone determined to wreck his life. The play is also Shakespeare’s most plot- as opposed to character- driven tragedy, and presented with such clarity (there’s no subplot) that it is inevitable an audience will be gripped and carried along.

Director Tom Morris understands this and, to his credit, has not imposed any show off interpretation. He trusts Shakespeare’s language to carry the drama, and in the hands of his exceptional cast, it does.

The background is military. Othello is a soldier who has won great victories for Venice. He knows his worth yet still wrestles with a form of impostor syndrome, aware that his race renders him inferior in the eyes of many and that his high standing derives only from his battlefield prowess. His secret marriage to a white woman from patrician Venetian society underscores his fear that the union will be condemned. His insecurity makes him wonder whether it was merely his storytelling that enchanted Desdemona into marrying an ageing black man. It’s a part bursting with contradictions.

Into these polished shoes steps David Harewood, perfect for the part. Wearing a beautiful silky green suit (Shakespeare later refers to jealousy as a ‘green-eyed monster’), he is elegant, poised, and physically imposing. He radiates authority and speaks lyrical lines beautifully and lucidly. But we can also see straightaway why the rigidity of a military man and the lack of confidence of an outsider set him up for his downfall at the hands of Iago.

Toby Jones and David Harewood in Othello. Photo: Brinkhoff/Moegenburg

Toby Jones has the task of creating a rounded picture of someone whose history we learn remarkably little about, despite him having more lines than Othello, and indeed more lines than any character in Shakespeare except Hamlet and Richard The Third.  He does it brilliantly.

Iago is perceived to be an ‘honest’ soldier. The word occurs over 50 times in the play, as Shakespeare piles on the irony, thus giving the audience something to laugh about in an otherwise serious drama. The important thing is, he is trusted by Othello as a good ‘honest’ soldier.

Toby Jones deploys his familiar genial countenance when addressing others, then swivels toward the audience with a face hardened and eyes glacial.

All the cast are superb

He is aggrieved that he has been passed over for promotion. Othello has appointed Michael Cassio as second-in-command, He seeks vengeance for the slight. Spotting Othello’s vulnerability—Desdemona—he devises a plan to humiliate him. That Othello is so easily convinced his wife is having an affair is, in context, quite plausible: they married in haste and in secret. So, how well does he truly know her? Her enraged father, played with distinction by Peter Guinness, warns him early on, ‘She has deceived her father, and may thee.’ Iago then improvises his way through a thrilling campaign of insinuation, his plot evolving with each new contingency, something Toby Jones conveys with wonderful darting eyes.

Even if you did still have any doubt that Othello would fall for this villain’s machinations, you have only to recall Celebrity Traitors to see how difficult people find it to detect deception, and how trusting they are of appearances. Not that I’m comparing Alan Carr with Iago. More generally, we all know how hard it is to differentiate between truth and falsehood in the mouths of con artists.

Jealousy pervades the play, as does a corrosive sense of inferiority. Both Othello and Iago are driven by these impulses, Jones’s Iago, despite the chip on his shoulder, remains implacably steely, while Harewood’s Othello disintegrates visibly. His once-perfect outfit becomes dishevelled; his tongue which initially roamed nervously around the inside of his mouth, now flicks out of the corner; he spits out words that previously he would have modulated. A tragic flaw has enabled a villain to bring him down, but, once he accepts the supposed evidence of Desdemona’s betrayal, the military tactician resurfaces, coldly orchestrating her destruction.

As for Desdemona: I was initially sceptical about casting an older actor. The text seems to suggest she is  young and disingenuous—initially she is seen as having been ‘stolen’ by Othello, and later she is naively oblivious to Othello’s changing temperament. But Caitlin FitzGerald, a mature performer, illuminates the role in unexpected ways. She conveys the giddy rapture of early love while also interacting with Othello on equal footing, asserting herself in their arguments with a modern feminist inflection.

Othello at Theatre Royal Haymarket. Photo: Brinkhoff/Moegenburg

Similarly, Emilia — wife to Iago and maid to Desdemona — receives a powerful push from Vinette Robinson. Though nearly as cynical as her husband, Emilia possesses a moral core he lacks. In this production, she seems to speak for all women as she voices her views on men and on the catastrophe unfolding around her with bruising, heart-breaking passion.

Other parts are deftly realised: Luke Treadaway is a sensitive Cassio, not at all arrogant as he is often portrayed; Tom Byrne as Roderigo is the perfect fool as Iago’s dupe.

Although the dress is modern, Ti Green‘s set is neutral. Gilded geometric structures evoke the opulence of a Venetian palace before reconfiguring into corridors, chambers, and shadowed streets. Nothing distracts from the momentum of the drama. Even PJ Harvey’s atmospheric music—almost continuous—never competes with the action.

In this production, Toby Jones’ portrayal of evil personified remains the driving force, but it is David Harewood’s subtle, flawed Othello who takes centre stage.

Othello can be seen at the Theatre Royal Haymarket until 17 January 2026. Click here to buy tickets direct from the theatre

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