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Summerfolk review: The feckless middle classes on the brink of a rude awakening ★★★★

Maxim Gorky’s 1905 full-frontal attack on the demographic is a searing depiction of helplessness in the face of violent change

March 27, 2026 14:04
Paul Ready (Sergei Vassilich Bassov) and Sophie Rundle (Varvara Mikhailovna) in  Summerfolk at the National Theatre. Photographer Johan Persson 00077.jpg
Credit: Johan Persson
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The bourgeoise have been given a bad press by great artists. For the Spanish surrealist film-maker Luis Buñuel they were shallow, hapless victims of circumstance who despite sitting around a dining table found it impossible to get dinner.

They didn’t fair any better in Stephen Sondheim’s final musical Here and Now, which received its UK premiere at the National and was inspired by Buñuel. And now here they are, back at the venerable venue in Maxim Gorky’s 1905 full-frontal attack on the demographic.

His play is a response to Chekhov’s much more sympathetic The Cherry Orchard, which was written just two years earlier. Gorky’s by contrast is a deeply unflattering portrait of feckless privilege and predicts the class is a doomed soon-to-be-extinct species.

Robert Hastie’s production swerves any temptation to deploy Chekhovian tropes. There is no samovar bubbling in the corner. The silver birch forest that so often forms the backdrop to Russian drama is depicted here as a copse of plain-sawn soaring timbers. Indeed Peter McKintosh’s design is an exhibition of carpentry, from the wooden bare beams and walls of the dacha owned by wealthy lawyer Sergei Bassov (Paul Ready) to the planks of boardwalks that serve as the forest floor for the exterior scenes. This is where Bassov’s fellow nouveau-riche friends and his family gather during steaming hot Russian summers.

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