Small viewers will certainly enjoy the interactive presentation!

Have eaten Kolobka? No, so far only kidnapped! And the audience can save it if they want and get out, that's because it is an interactive presentation so that children can influence the course of events! ..

But this is the end. And it all starts with the fact that Kolobok really wanted to take a walk-ride. He rolled out into the street, and whom only the round did not meet on his way, while rolling! It turns out that everyone wants to eat it. This is what it looks, rich and ruddy, to every beast it seems delicious!

But Kolobok was on his mind, rolled, rolled on until he met Lisa ...

All, all, all - this is who do you think? Maybe Cova, Donkey Eeyore and Piglet? Or maybe it's Robin's family and friends?

Mom is so similar to the pink Piglet, Dad - to the very Winnie the Pooh, eternally sad uncle - the spitting donkey Eeyore, and the grandmother - the same wise as the owl.

Here they are, all the time, each has his own habits and character.

With them it is not easy, and not always they get on peacefully, but in the end they still find a common language, because together they form a small but important world.

Who would Vinnie be without his friends-buddies? How sad and lonely it would be for Robin to live without his relatives!

Sooner or later they will find you ...

If you do not find them first. Abandoned rooms tell more than letters from the pages. The best way to get to know a person is to come to visit him. Paintings on the walls, smells and sounds like fingerprints preserve the uniqueness of man.

Dreamed to meet the heroes of your favorite book? They are alive. And they are waiting for you. Is "Master and Margarita" not a wonderful book? For it paid a pittance. Being a writer is not so profitable. But whatever you say, the writers are special people. Who else knows how to free imagination so that new worlds are born in the minds of others? It is more interesting to observe where this person lived. What things surrounded him. What air he breathed.

We like to read books. Inhale the smell of typographical pages. And feel the breath of another era, other people. But God forbid himself to become a writer. No matter how you try to stop the stream of thought, everything is in vain. Imagination continues to work, like a computer in sleep mode. You can not turn it off. It studies reality. Lies dust on the furniture and spreads on the table, evaporates the aroma of the floorboards. That's all that's left after you. And thousands of greedy eyes and ears will be interested in your life.

The house is not empty with the death of the owner.

Merry widows.

What can be more fun than a hen party? Gathered girls, drink that stronger and go where there are men. It is desirable to have more men, their clothes are smaller.

And for what reason is the fun? There was a man with whom you will live your whole life.

Or vice versa, this man died. This bachelorette party was not like everyone else.

They have known each other for a thousand years, they do not mind spending a night for preference. As usual with girls, they have their girlfriends ritual.

Once a month to gather together and visit their beloved husbands ... on their graves. The end of life is not the end of love.

But one of them has a new boyfriend. And that means hope for a new life. They said: "until death do us part." Came razluchnitsa. It's time to move on.

Happiness comes when you do not expect it at all. And in the most unexpected place. Even in the cemetery you can meet your destiny.

And now one charming widow makes a proposal to one of them.

But how will other members of the club react to this? And can you change your husband if he died long ago?

Forward, into the embrace of the Gold Rush, to the far shores under the beautiful music and wonderful poems.

Oh no, this is not the musical that has been familiar to many since childhood. No, this is his new version, more colorful, bright, with a rewritten libretto and finale, with new verse dialogs turning into soulful arias and choruses.

However, the plot is something, the plot is still unchanged and fascinating.

Well, maybe another true legend. A legend based on history, which was passed from mouth to mouth in a distant warm edge.

Who is he a freedom fighter? Lucky robber? Robin Hood from El Dorado? Or maybe Zorro, who did not have time to put on the mask? Or is it all together?

But while this question is difficult to answer. After all, the ship just left the harbor and slowly sails to the shores of California, seized with a thirst for gold. The miners from all parts of the Americas are trying to get to the blessed places - where you can find a nugget in the river.

He also sailed there for gold, but on the way he found his love. With beautiful eyes and a gentle smile. Perhaps, it was necessary to dwell on this happiness and not to seek from life something more? But gold attracts ...

He beckons and takes payment for what is given in his hands. A beautiful beloved is killed, and in his eyes only one desire burns: the desire to take revenge. And this revenge will be terrible.

And evil and good are mixed, change their color and no longer understand - where is righteous anger, and where innocent blood is shed. Is there any regret in his life? Or will it come to him only after death?

Although ... after death, immortality will come to him in the hearts of people.

Is this what he really wanted?

"O ringing gypsy town! You are flags all over. " Very few people know how to have fun so much as the Gypsies of Spain, especially Andalusia.

Remember, the violent Carmen was born in these parts, in Seville.

A story about a gypsy who passionately fell in love with a young gypsy woman.

And if the parents of a guy and a girl are against? Will the lovers go against their will?

The gypsy proverb says that God does not like sad people.

Contrary to the whole world, a brave guy and his young lady will be happy!

They will saddle fast horses and dart off into the bright distance. A dark night will help them. And then their fire will burn for a long time in the steppe.

The play is based on the exquisite poems and romances of Federico García Lorca.

"O guitar, poor sacrifice of five agile daggers."

Her talent is to drive men mad.

Of course, not the only one. A great actress. A real diamond on the stage.

But will it also be able to brightly shine, faced with mean people?

How interesting to look at the people of the theater outside the scene! They take off their masks and show their faces. Or do they always play like on stage?

It's hard to figure out where the joy is, but where the mountain is, where the theatrical passions are, and where the real ones are.

Young, talented, but inexperienced actress hopes for a successful career in the theater.

It's not good enough to be an actress to play well on stage. The theatrical world dictates its rules - one must be more supportive of some members of society, a little more compliant, then there will be major roles. An actor, after all, is a public profession?

The girl did not see any other way than to go to the keepers. She left to conquer the capital. Well, she is not the first, not the last.

Talent can be profitable to sell.

Lyrics, romance, tenderness of youth; The war is still far away, the world is near.

In St. Petersburg in the secular salons discuss Napoleon: this is the glory, this is a personality, but what a villainous intention he has: conquer Russia! Here Pierre Bezukhov is boozing with friends, endless leprosy is the norm for officer youth.

In Moscow, the family of the Rostovs peacefully celebrates the name day. Heroes - still very young - fall in love, kiss, flirt. Natasha is in love with Boris Drubetsky, Sonia and Nikolay give each other young vows in eternal love.

The life of capitals is held in races, intrigues, dinners, still peacefully and quietly, the war is only being talked about, and everyone has yet to live it, feel it, transfer it to the heart - to a new world.

How can it sometimes be difficult to accept the truth and look into the eyes of reality!

So the elderly woman could not resign herself to the fact that her grandson was a mean and low man. And although he had expelled his grandson from the house a long time ago, he could not leave his wife with her grief: he pretended that his grandson had reformed. And the lord Balboa writes to his wife letters, the name of the grandson subscribes, tells how "life has improved." Let the woman think that the grandson has become another person.

Yes, only once fate will surely push the elderly couple with a real grandson. And before the woman again there will be a question: whether to forgive? Should I take it?

The difficult task of Viole was to go to the countess and tell this noble lady that the duke was in love with her and wanted to go to her. But Viola herself duke fell in love and would be happy to be his wife!

Yes, that's only the duke is unaware, because Viola disguised as a man, and he sincerely believes that before him is not a girl, but a young man, the page.

That's how it got confused! Viola, separated from her brother, pretended to be a man and went to the duke's service, the duke gives her orders, and she dreams about it!

And then my brother also showed up ... So, someone will fall in love with his brother. Maybe the countess herself? ..

Where does the dream end and reality begin? Where does life end and art begins? He himself was never able to tell where his pretense ends and sincerity begins.

But even great psychologists can not understand where genius ends and madness begins.

Moody, hysterical, eccentric to insanity. Nobody so loved to attract attention.

Kiss, kiss it from head to foot, from the big toes on the feet through the crown to the heels. All is in love and kindness.

And the only suit worthy of him is the king's clothes. Or the queens. As his highness willed.

The world will have to make room. And it's a big question whether he will keep it.

You can treat it differently, but you can not recognize its genius. He was a genius in the womb of his mother. Who else could create his art from dreams?

Canvas, paints, powerful strokes - so a miracle is born. Thus the chief troublemaker of the tranquility of the inhabitants is born.

But to really soar into heaven, he lacked only her ... The last step to the summit of the world.

Shock. Catharsis. Applause.

We are not insane. The world around us is crazy.

You do not have to laugh at patients. They need to be diagnosed.

Or diagnose yourself. And the whole society.

And we all just moved with the mind. We are all absolutely crazy. On how to look better, how much to earn, on what car to go, what restaurants to go to. If you walk at all ...

We all play by somebody's rules. We accept everything as it is. And completely forget how it should be in reality.

We forget about the Russian land, about our country, our roots. That upset your soul.

Enough to be guests in your own country. Shake off the soul hangover nonsense .. And today I'll come back to you, my nelaskaya Russia.

The purer a person, the stronger he is attached to his native land.

But there is always someone who knows the truth.

Listen, listen. He will tell you the whole truth.