The last coin of his past lives out.
A noble house, a beautiful garden. How good it is here in the spring, when the cherry blossoms!
Now the garden is partially cut down, the villas will be built. Everything is sold, lost.
The new master is happy: his father and on the threshold of such a noble house were not allowed, but now he owns all the property. But also unhappy too: how would he like that this light beauty does not go away so that the former owner of the garden does not leave so that the blooming of the beautiful garden continues like a beautiful fairy tale ... like a dream of that paradise of a carefree noble life in which people do not think about deeds, Trading, money.
As Chatsky was in love, and flew, he longed to see his beloved Sophia!
Yes, just did not take into account the young man, that already a lot of time has passed since he left. Of course, the young girl has long been in love, and not in him, but in a modest employee.
What did she find in him, in this quiet? He's an empty jerk, a petty careerist!
But you can not order a girl's heart. And how much now do not achieve Chatsky love - he will not achieve from Sophia tenderness, or ardent confessions.
He will have to wander around the world again, disappointed. Moscow did not accept him, or rather, he could not accept Moscow's morbid morals.
Write me letters. I will read. Then, someday, look through together.
Can I read someone else's letters? No, but I want to!
Especially if they are addressed to adults, dear mom and dad, lost hair, and even more so - to the entire population of the Russian Federation.
Is that how much men differ from women? They also do not know how to keep secrets, and also do not mind throwing a dozen, and preferably two, years.
We are all interested in the same topics - love and death, faith and disbelief. Especially when we approach a certain age limit.
Talk about what is close and understandable to everyone. Questions, the answers to which everyone must find himself.
For example, to understand the complex relationship with his wife, even the experts of the club "What? Where? When?"
Or how to find a common language with the Motherland so that it does not leave you. Can not, poor, tolerate more of these binges.
Why do we come to this world, if only a long-nailed or nothing is left of us?
The present time and the present people are in faces. A good reason to speak honestly and frankly with yourself.
But I'll still write to you whether you like it or not.
Then we'll read it together.
"How long ago it was, and was there anyway what was ..."
With these words from a letter written more than a hundred years ago, a performance begins.
Sisters Prozorov are deeply unhappy. These noble young women never found their place in life.
Most recently their father died, the general. Grief from this loss is difficult for them to survive.
They are gasping for the boredom of a provincial city, and most importantly for lack of love.
And their only brother is unmarried.
The eldest of sisters does not like and does not respect her husband.
The average sister remained an old maid. It seeks to fill the void of its life with a multitude of unnecessary deeds.
The younger sister fell in love, but is afraid even to admit it.
How to survive in the whirlpool of passions and anxieties? Men do not live up to their expectations.
They dream about interesting work, about a new life in a big city, about Moscow.
But it's impossible to escape from oneself.
Was it because Hama Bruta was gone, that he was afraid? Or because he was tempted?
The student of the theological seminary could not stand, could not stand the test with witch charms.
He sang the humble pantochka humbly, recited the prayers regularly, and even circled the circle around himself to protect himself from demonic forces. And all the same, he was overcome by a witch.
Three nights fought Homa with temptation. The first survived, the second survived, and the third broke. What prevented him from remaining faithful to the light? Why did he succumb to demonic charms?
In an enchanted world in which it is dangerous to go beyond the circle, losing is not necessarily a loss, and victory is not always a victory. Homa Brutus fought, and his struggle became the expression of his bold soul. Fight: a philosopher - with loneliness, a seminarian - with temptation, a poet - with death, - is destined from the beginning. And there is no end to this struggle.
"Seagull" A.P. Chekhov is widely popular and is often staged in theaters of the capital. In the production of Dainius Kazlauskas, the main emphasis is not on the history of the actress, unlucky, like many Chekhovian heroes, in love, but selflessly devoted to her acting role. On the contrary, the author puts Konstantin Treplev - unrequitedly in love with the writer.
Lacking affection from the narcissist mother-actress, who could not find peace, even in the glory that came to him as a writer, heard a refusal from the one he had long and faithfully loved, Treplev decides that for him there is no more reason to live in this world.
A fatal decision, an irreversible act ... The end of life, the end of fate ...
"There is no one in the house, but all the seats are occupied!"
Maid Anna is in a panic. She promised to go to relatives, but stayed in the house of her masters. Money pity on the road.
My husband had to go on a business trip, but returned to the house with his mistress. Only this fat cow was not enough here! Such a respectable gentleman.
And the wife is still a thing! Not only that, with her hysterics, she got her husband, she also got dragged home with a young lover. But she promised to visit her parents!
What now Anna with them to do with all? And this is what they call a muddle! I'd look at myself ... It's not going to work out all right.
They can not be found! It requires a general's strategy and tactics of the marshal, so that these two pairs of doves accidentally do not bump into each other.
The humorously comical sitcom of the world-famous Mark Camoletti.
"It happens that servants of servants migrate to the king".
Bazarov did not fit in the village life, or he planted the turmoil with his nihilism, that is, the negation of everything and a contemptuous attitude towards principles, or simply bored everyone. He believed in one physiology and matter, and she overcame him: first, earthly love, then typhus.
And in the meantime, the rest of the village paradise lives sweetly: ladies gather flowers, gentlemen conduct intelligent conversations, and enjoy everything with life. Kirsanov Sr. has long been happy in love, and it's time to get married. Younger, too, love smiled, he found his Katenka ...
Two pairs, two weddings - and why should they quarrel, fathers and children? Let them live happily, they live.
Only the one to whom everything is not cute, who has always opposed everyone, tragically finished his life ...