Sometimes an Oscar winning performance can backfire as Smirnov regrettably learns.
Fear can turn anyone into Al Pacino but it can also turn your life into a tragedy.
Was this legitimate fear or paranoia? As in many Chekhov stories what is lacking in the characters is a little moderation -- which is what I suppose makes them interesting and flawed.
Smirnov had already made his point with the three revolver business -- leave well enough alone. But no -- he had to become a blabber mouth.
Most of our troubles are caused by excess -- controlling our passions is a tough nut to crack and this lack of control leads many down a path of no return -- here it just leaves Smirnov temporarily stranded in the middle of a forest.
Lucky for him the driver was able to maintain some semblance of composure and returns to bail Smirnov out of his self-induced nightmare.
Mr. DeMille, Smirnov is ready for his close-up.
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