Last time I was at Classic Stage, I saw Uncle Vanya with Maggie Gyllenhaal and Peter Sarsgaard. Maggie was good, Peter was not.  Last time I saw Juliet Rylance in New York, was in Othello by Theatre for a New Audience.  She seemed to be acting in a different play to everyone else.  So it was with some trepidation that I sat down for the critical love-fest that is Three Sisters starring Maggie, Peter and Juliet - a show that sold out the minute the concept was murmured in Sardis.  My worries were not totally justified.  Maggie was purely great - a sexual, vulnerable, childish yet loveable Masha, palpably torn in two by her commitment to the pedantic bore Kulygin and her love for the emotional Vershinin.  The only problem here is that the man she falls in love with is played by Peter Sarsgaard, a man so bereft of acting talent, it’s like he’s on stage for a bet.  Barely audible at times, and with less lust for life than a man who’s been told he must swap his cheesesteak sandwiches for a celery salad, it was a painful performance to witness.  Contrary to her misaligned performance in Othello, Juliet as Irina had her work cut out keeping everyone else in the same play as each other.  The fact the poor girl was given a decidedly camp Baron to act against and a Natasha who became more hicksville as the play progressed (Paul Schmidt - you ought to be ashamed of some of those translation choices.  At one point, I was convinced I heard her say ‘Y’all’), didn’t help.  The one other noteworthy performance, the slightly charming, slightly psychopathic Josh Hamilton as Andre, had his best scene ruined through circumstances outside his control - as he leaned forward to kiss a spell-bound Irina, every fibre of his body straining to control itself, both audience and actors holding their breath with anticipation, a mobile phone went off within feet of his head.  The fact the owner didn’t know how to turn it off made matters worse, but that he then proceeded to loudly blame his wife for the mishap really took the biscuit.  And when there’s more interesting drama happening off stage than on, you know the hype wasn’t justified.