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‘Summerfolk’ at the National Theatre

It would be a shock if this production of Maxim Gorky’s classic was traditional. This new version by Nina Raine and Moses Raine updates attitudes, if not the original time or setting. We are presented with a recognisable group of boomers, millennials and Gen Zs. Bringing contemporary attitudes to the piece is predictable. The surprise is that it works so well.

The script is full of fun — the satire even-handed — an important point aided by Robert Hastie’s direction. The ensemble cast are fantastic. It would be easy for Varvara to become the focus, but the generous performance from Sophie Rundle prevents this. Varvara’s husband and his poetess sister (the wealthy boomers) are depicted skilfully by Paul Ready and Doon Mackichan, balancing humour, understanding and disapproval. Successful, slightly seedy author Shalimov is given a tough time that Daniel Lapaine’s portrayal doesn’t hold back on. At least we have Maria Lvovna to look up to: the saintly doctor that Justine Mitchell makes believable.

Maria Lvovna’s romance with the younger Vlass Mikhailich proves a highlight; her wonder over his skin is sweet and sexy. This is an exciting role for the excellent Alex Lawther, who makes the character’s angst powerful. There are laughs from their age gap, but sensitive ones. Youth does well in Summerfolk, with another fine performance from Tamika Bennett as Maria Lvovna’s equally admirable daughter. The affairs are plentiful and often unpleasant; few might blame the dalliance by Yulia Filipovna (Adelle Leonce), as her husband (an excellent turn from Arthur Hughes) is awful. But Brandon Grace’s nuanced performance as the object of her affection provokes thought about their actions.

There’s a lot going on, and it is to director Robert Hastie’s credit that it never feels like a posh soap opera. Something is lost by making the characters feel so modern; Gorky’s political reflections have had to be swept away, and comments from those looking after the seasonal visitors just seem odd. But the combination of luxury, ennui, pretension and desperation are all spot on. The unhappiness isn’t overpowering — it is often performative — but sometimes that feels just as sad. Aided by Peter McKintosh’s luxurious set and costume design, the production is ravishing and easy on the eye. There’s a danger of dismissing these folk — what’s the problem with such a long holiday? But the production controls that frustration cleverly and allows you to feel for them.

Until 29 April 2026

www.nationaltheatre.org.uk

Photo by Johan Persson