The actors were confined to closed space of a mobile platform that loses its balance depending on the position of the actors on it. During the whole performance Anna, Vronsky and Karenin are trying to gain stable position in their love triangle, in the space sensitive to every move.

Anna Karenina, Vronsky, Karenin - as a set of cells perceiving impulses. The world - like a chain of draughts. You open the door and you don't know where you’re going to get. Instability, randomness and baselessness of the world - as its basis. Is it that tragic?
And do we have a choice?