Adaptation Of Anton Chekhov's Stupid Fucking Bird

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Aaron Posner’s Stupid Fucking Bird, a “sort of” adaptation of Anton Chekhov’s The Seagull, had its west coast premiere this past weekend at the Experimental Theatre at UC Santa Cruz. Directed by graduate student Katie Burris, Stupid Fucking Bird stars undergraduate students Hugh Coles as Con, Michael Logan as Sorn, Siara Woods-Lindholm as Emma, Lucas Brandt as Dev, Grant Palmer as Trig, Ivy Strohmaier as Mash, and graduate student Dani Zuccolotto as Nina. In this “sort of” adaptation, the play ruminates on many of the same themes as it’s predecessor, and isn’t necessarily a “modernization” of The Seagull, but is more so a new, extended exploration of Chekhov.
In adapting Stupid Fucking Bird from The Seagull, award winning playwright Aaron Posner stages a cheeky, contemporary, and impishly funny timeless battle between young and old, past and present, and an emotionally riveting search for the truth of it all. Posner fully absorbs the dark comedy from its original in which was a famous failure at its premiere at the Alexandrinsky Theatre in Petersburg, but luckily, Stupid Fucking Bird premiered with much higher reviews. His adaptation allows the essence of Chekhov’s original script to shine through, while renovating all the quirks, futility, and circularity of human behavior that Chekhov’s script explores but that often get lost with modern audiences because of the language often thought of as “dated”. Just as Chekhov’s naturalistic play was a new form in the Russian theater scene, and was only a success two years after its premiere at the Moscow Art Theatre, Stupid Fucking Bird allows Posner and Burris to take up Conrad/Konstantin’s challenge to create new forms of theatre and invite the audience to reflect on how art, love, an...

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...d with every actor; the ensemble was strong and complex. The overwhelming amount of character development is apparent—the actors gave an unbelievably honest performance of the deeply complex characters presented in the script. I was riveted, the intricacy of the characters allowed me to ruminate on what it means to be alive, to be young and growing older, simultaneously happy and sad, in love and ultimately, what it means to be an artist—bringing me back to the essence of Chekhov’s original script. Like in the original script, the peculiarities, futility, and extreme complexity of human behavior over traditional playwriting tools of tight plotlines and predictable dramatic conflicts keep this play on its feet. Stupid Fucking Bird is a beautiful and successful attempt to explore the messy and complicated idea of what it is to be human. Now go see the fucking play!

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