Cherry Orchard, in a production from the Moscow Studio of Individual Directing that should have appeared in the courtyard at the Demarco Foundation, but took one look at the venue and insisted on going elsewhere; although the show - a surreal, crazed, snail’s-pace deconstruction of the text, like some demented cross between Alice In Wonderland and A Midsummer Night’s Dream - would clearly have fitted the eccentric atmosphere of Demarco’s courtyard like a glove.