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Harry Turnbull's Reviews
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A string of recent productions share a common thread: belonging and identity. The stories encapsulate immigration, refugees, anti-semitism and historical guilt-tripping—themes woven through a quartet of extraordinarily connected dramas spanning vastly different settings. Chekhov reimagined in 1948 Palestine; second-generation immigrants beginning their metamorphosis into those who seek to repel foreigners; a Soviet-era string quartet navigating anti-semitism and an asylum seeker and a British acquaintance both seeking redemption. At their heart, they share a common focus: human nature in all its frailty—its capacity for joy and magnanimity, but also its unpleasant and vindictive side.
The family in this Holy Mountain production are also personable and also resentful—not just of the land-grabbing Zionists looming into their lives, but of the British colonialists regarded as enablers. The drama transports Chekhov's characters to Palestine in 1948, where olive groves stretch endlessly under a golden sun and the intoxicating aromas of citrus and herbs are infected with the black clouds of conflict. The story translates effortlessly: a landowning family clinging to their estate as the world changes irrevocably around them. We hear such observations as ‘The British build railways for their armies, then tell us they’re doing us a favour’; it’s a perfectly valid line and historically grounded though many people across the continents did rather enjoy the convenience of getting from place to place in hours rather than days. The production features oud music and Middle-Eastern textures. And this one actually sticks to Chekhov's own maxim about the gun going off—unlike the original.
Nadya and her sister Vira, daughters of Ukrainian immigrants, find themselves appalled when their widowed father, the eccentric 84-year-old Nikolai (a devotee of agricultural machinery, hence the title), falls for Valentyna — a voluptuous thirty-something newcomer with a taste for Western comforts and a visa about to expire. Their outrage quickly turns hypocritical. Having grown up enjoying the stability their parents sought, they now regard fresh arrivals with suspicion, even contempt. It’s a deft portrayal of second-generation metamorphosis: from the displaced to the gatekeepers, from the excluded to the excluders. One of the play’s sharper jokes lies in its sound: Nadya’s impeccable BBC English colliding with Valentyna’s gloriously mangled syntax. At first, Valentyna seems the archetypal gold-digger, but the story steadily exposes her bruised humanity and the grim realities she’s fleeing. By the end, the sisters’ moral superiority feels far less secure — as does ours.
Toby Jones plays a pilot who, years earlier, had flown a deportation flight. In a subsequent act of charity, his wife donates a coat to a refugee charity, unaware it contains £300 he'd forgotten in a pocket. The beneficiary tracks him down to return the money, intent on purging his own guilt after using it himself instead of sharing it with his asylum-seeking friend. It doesn't quite turn out that way. The story offers a nuanced take on partial redemption. A Reduced Listening production in association with Phosphoros Theatre.
The quartet achieved formal recognition when two Jewish members were replaced by Russians. Dubinsky remained, celebrated by the regime, performing for dignitaries and representing Soviet musical excellence abroad. Yet he felt deeply compromised, forced to navigate anti-semitism, censorship, and political manipulation while maintaining a deep love of works by maestros like Prokofiev. His memoir reveals a constant tension between public acclaim and private despair. The quartet's story is another variation on the theme: belonging denied, then grudgingly granted, but only at the price of erasure and compromise.
Freud marked the occasion with a podcast episode featuring George himself (actor Angus Stobie), plus Tamsin Greig, Julian Worricker and Sally Wainwright. They discussed his future in Ambridge, though George has already floated the idea of leaving—a plan promptly torpedoed by Amber, who presumably prefers her bad boys to remain local. The programme missed a trick, of course. As I pointed out to anyone within earshot at the time, one of the most scandalous episodes in Ambridge history attracted precisely zero media attention. Not even the Borsetshire Echo stirred. As a former rural reporter, I'd have been camped outside the courthouse with a notepad and a thermos. And now that George is out, a discreet tip-off to the newsdesk could have sparked a fresh media frenzy. But alas, no one in Ambridge appears to own a hotline to the press. Happy anniversary to the podcast. One year on, and still no headlines.
This Drama on 3 adaptation, despite its non-linear chronology, benefits from continuous narration. Exposition is woven seamlessly into the fabric of the performance, and I found myself wholly absorbed—having neither read the book nor known its premise. Only afterwards did I consult the critical reception, which was, unsurprisingly, effusive. Marco, the protagonist, guides us through the contours of a life shaped by longing and memory. The production evokes a sustained dream-state, one that oscillates between the real and the imagined. It is exquisitely realised: the sound design, the performances, the pacing—all conspire to lift the listener out of the quotidian and into a realm where time dilates and emotional truth takes precedence. At the heart of the narrative lies a romance—lifelong, unconsummated—with a childhood companion. Marco is married, of course, but this quiet devotion, seemingly benign, cannot remain unexamined. A Story of Books Production. @Turnbullissimo, 30 Oct 2025
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