Who wins on the calculation, he does not ask about age.
Misha Balzaminov is already twenty-five, and it's impossible to marry. And who will marry him?
It hurts him to be enthusiastic and weak-willed. No work is not good. Only sigh, but he knows how to dream about a rich bride.
His mother from the very childhood spoiled, that's grown a little bit big, but unreasonable.
Some women are around him. Therefore, he himself is like a woman.
He has only one hope - to matchmaker. Her aunt is quick and self-serving.
Such a bride should get him out of the ground.
And she did not disappoint Misha. There is in her mind a merchant woman, Belotelov, a rich widow. Yes, so lazy that even from home does not come out.
Balsaminov is happy. It's not for nothing that he was looking for a bride for so long.
"For what you will go, you will find."
"There will be a dowry, there will be grooms, - where honey, there are flies."
At the dacha outside Moscow lives a young girl in marriage. She is a pupil of the general, who took her to her family when she was still a child.
A noblewoman, a young and beautiful girl, but with a very uneasy character. She does not climb into her pocket for words. It's time to get married, only who gets along with her?
In the beginning of summer it is so good to drink tea on the veranda! It is only important that the neighbors are calm and decent people.
She met with a worthy young official. Everyone praises her. In the service he is one of the first. Only without a wife, a good career can not be done. So her mama thinks.
But the trouble is that women do not interest him. But the proud beauty will be able to please a strict and impregnable gentleman. Would she love this biscuit? And why does she give up her dowry?
The comedy of the great Russian playwright A.N. Ostrovsky in our day is as relevant as it was in the nineteenth century.
"Meet some kind, intelligent woman, she will teach you what to do to avoid boredom and anguish."
Mirrors, mirrors - huge, like a way out into the world of the other world, small, giving a reflection in the eyes opposite, - here around the mirror and nowhere from them can not escape. Unless to rise in full growth, having entered in an oval frame and to stop, but from what of their parties? However, the hoax gets stuffed.
A rich Moscow house wakes up leisurely and impressively, the morning as morning is vain, noisy. There, a dress from a tailor was brought to the fitting, then the men came with their eternal land issues. There, someone at the mirror turns, rehearsing the look fatal, but what about without a fatal look? Without it, nowhere. And so, slowly, the owner of the house descends merrily to breakfast ... And what is it good to say for a slow, slightly sleepy meal? Of course, the soul ... About the soul and the world, which is inaccessible and beckons with its mystery, the world beyond. And after all, there are experts on this topic: mediums, spiritists ... And the table as it suits - a huge, oval, the very thing for the main event of the day - the session. Here, at this session, the world of everyday problems will collide, even if the masters want to buy themselves, even the enthusiasm of the landlords, they want to buy themselves, but the world of spiritual needs, when one wants to touch an unknown and believe in it - do not stand up for the price. But who dares to take advantage of these "fruits" of the minds of the holy? Can a smart and resourceful maid? And that, at her groom the present talent of the medium opened! But why do you need a smart girl?
All the answers in the sparkling and most "densely populated" theater performance, as if in a mirror you will see everything in it yourself. And what - it's up to you.
Attention! The most intimate, the masculine ...
... "There would be sex, like a cigarette shoot: girl, sorry, but you will not have sex? "Oh, no, I quit."
It would be so interesting for every woman to overhear men's conversations! After all, they talk about women and about marriage, about sports, about cars, about money, about work and about their dreams.
Why is the beautiful sex still does not understand that sex with a beloved woman is fundamentally different from having sex with an unloved?
Does anybody know why you need to urgently transfer the grandmother across the road, until someone else did it?
Can I change my wife with sausage?
How exactly can the fascists understand the personal problems?
Men always remain children. Impudent, puzatenkimi, balding, but very nice babes. True, the first forty years of their childhood are always the most difficult ...
This theater can rightly be called one of the most popular.
Witty performances collect complete rooms.
The actor's talent for artists is worthy of a storm of applause.
Interesting reasoning about the male and female logic.
Laugh from the heart and take note, dear ladies.
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.
An unusual story of an ordinary family.
Children have long grown up and fled from the parent's nest. What can collect all family members in their home? Mysterious disappearance of the father!
Three daughters and three of their beloved come to the aid of the mother to find the head of the family - a teacher and part-time poet. He is an elderly alcoholic, very well-read and educated.
Once he gave his beloved wife a collection of poems, she told him - three children.
But in search of their father they find a heap of family secrets, a tangle of mutual claims and grievances.
Close-up shows the love of loved ones. But not simple, warm, warming the soul. A special love of cultural and educated people. Love with a touch of snobbery.
It turns out that there can be too much love. Now they understand why they bought houses at a distance from each other. Just to not suffocate from this mutual feeling.
They say "I love you", read "you have to love me", the phrase "I missed you" means "you owe me for my love."
It's amazing how much interesting things can be hidden behind other people's doors.
Do you think that you know yourself and have completely taken place in your life? Try to spend a week with all members of your family.
Star and death of Vladimir Mayakovsky.
Listen to the butterfly of the poetic heart.
Listen to it! After all, if the poet did create, he left us his poems, then this is simply necessary!
He wore a yellow sweater of three sunset arshins. And he walked the Don Giovanni and the veil.
Consider all the details, get to know him, as if he were alive. More than alive.
How do we represent it? Great, thundering! A frightened, snooty bully, hiding behind his shield like a shield, for his yellow sweater.
He was very young. And he died, and did not grow up. Poet provocateur, shouting his manifestoes. A man with a child's heart.
He still had a monument to him in his lifetime. How he hated every kind of deadness. And adored all life.
Do you know what, Mayakovsky? And let's live together?
Sugar is the taste of life. Him and ours. Sugar is the sweetness of love. Tart and unbearably bitter.
"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.
Power is something that people aspired to and five centuries ago and twenty ... Power intoxicates, deprives reason, pushes against battles and betrayals. But ... how do we know what happened in this fight?
We open the history textbook, leaf through page after page, vchityvayas in lines, dry, ascertaining facts. But after these names, dates - there are already looming images of people who once lived, but their features are not yet clear, they are so hard to catch.
And then, we close the historical directory and open the book ... On the volume it is written "Pushkin. Boris Godunov". A historical drama, realistic ... in which live people look at us with feelings, fears, aspirations.
They, like flies in amber, are bogged down in intrigues, in a thirst for power, they accomplish crimes, confuse love with a cold cynical calculation, they lose themselves and suffer like soulless dolls when they get to the top.
But when all this comes to life on the stage, dressed in luxurious outfits of those epochs, when from there, from the twilight, a living voice begins to sound, a warning ringing in your ears, and the ghost of the murdered prince flashes, and somewhere near bliss the holy fool, unconditionally you begin to believe - in The history of power, the state of the Russian and those people who created it, wrote on the pages with their own blood and destinies. Which so desperately reliably play on stage wonderful actors, giving us the opportunity to touch the real lives of people far away for us.