Written by Jeff Tabncik
A man (Anton Chekhov) feels nothing at his brother's funeral and so goes halfway around the world to cry. At age 30, callous playwright Anton Chekhov feared a miserable life and an early death. His first two plays had failed, his brother had died, and he'd become consumptive. In a bid to be anyone but himself, he undertook a near suicidal journey across Siberia to do a census of Russia's most notorious penal colony. But is reinvention possible in even the remotest corners of the world?