It would be easy to go on at length about Portland Experimental Theatre Ensemble (PETE)'s latest production. The Cherry Orchard is a dense play, and PETE gives it an appropriately layered treatment—positively stuffed with meaning, movement, and energy. It has haunted qualities (people skulking around under bedsheets), nostalgic monologues (frequently interrupted), and an underlying through-line of class and generational differences, expressed in each character's footwear. Like I said, you can go a lot of places...