BananaPudding’s review published on Letterboxd:
So emotionally heartwrenching but at the same time life-affirming. Chekhov understands better than most the inherent disappointment and struggle of ordinary life and Malle the hopeful notion that maybe simply living is enough, and it's very fitting that he chose to adapt Uncle Vanya and set it in a dilapidated theater as his final feature. The edifice might be crumbling but at least it's still standing.
"We shall live all through the endless procession of days ahead of us, and through the long evenings -- And when our final hour comes, we shall meet it humbly"