The Budapest based company, one of the greatest companies in the world, is in Paris again with Chekov’s Platonov, directed by Tamás Ascher, that floats from the infuriating naturalist surface to pure beauty. (...) In the audience many laughed, some were thrilled, but each and every face was fixed on the beautiful closing scene where everything freezes: in the background of the stage the actors go silent and stare, pushing their noses to the window, at the dead Platonov, the petit schoolteacher, whom the trivial world executed. (...) The last two performances are to go from Platonov, the latest production of a theatre that has been trying to escape forward for at least two years now.

René  Solis, La Libération

Ascher takes the best approach to the dramatic work of Chekhovian theatre, he slaps the outbursting laughter with a teardrop and he steals the deepest thoughts behind the most innocent words.

O.S., Le Monde

The Hungarian director, Tamás Ascher balanced between tragic and comic with the confidence of a sleepwalker and he threads his web of tense relationships around the public in his festival performance. (...) Ascher takes the play of the deluded passions to the breaking point- so that he can freeze it in its climax into a silent, ambiguous picture, the dead Platonov lies in fetus pose in the dark room. In the background the spotlight falls on the team of wounded souls stare at the dead from the distance through a glass wall.

Ulrike Merten, Neue Rheinische Zeitung

The brilliant casting includes László Vajda, as an aging landowner who sticks to his romantic ideas but sobers up when he goes to visit his bride, Glagojev and Gregő Kaszás, as his son who spends his father’s money and while shamelessly follows fashionable cynical ideals, he spends his father’s money in Paris.

Bertram Müller, Rheinische Post