Together - more fun! And the rain is afraid to be more cheerful, and the echoes to be called out, and the secret language to invent ...

And it's impossible to divide singly and singly into singles, it's absolutely necessary to have a comrade there!

In general, without a friend anywhere. Therefore, the kitten Gav and the puppy made friends. Now they go to visit each other and walk together.

Where it became more interesting to live! It is necessary, say, a puppy for a cutlet to hide. Then the kitten will help him: hide it in the stomach, and deal with the end. No one will find a cutlet anymore, no one will take it!

Well, who does not remember from the school bench this "appreciate the act of Raskolnikov," "whether he had the right or not," "what do these thoughts lead to" ... Well, and so on.

But in fact the truth, to what?

Someone makes them think about the problems of being, and someone is encouraged to write an amazing libretto for the real rock opera.

Then there are those who create a musical masterpiece, those who embody on the stage are not such simple images, revealing new facets of the characters. And now - the masterpiece is ready.

But what is a masterpiece without decorations and unique technologies? In this age, when art and technology are intertwined together, creating an even more authentic world - it would seem impossible to surprise, but some still risk to try.

So, our heroes: music - Eduard Artemyev, libretto, idea and staging - Andrey Konchalovsky, art director - Matt Diili (Great Britain), costume designer - Tamara Ashba.

However, of course, this is not all who worked to create this amazing work, and the more interesting it is to come and see what happened to them in the end!

The thirst for money ... And he offered them to earn easily and quickly.

Under strange circumstances, husband and wife get acquainted with an amazing person.

He learns all the secrets of the family. He pokes his nose where he should not, but no one stops him. They are embarrassed to pull it off.

Why did he charm so clever and educated people?

This prohiday is distinguished by his unceremonious impudence and arrogance, but deftly hides his meanness. In appearance, he is quite frank and benevolent person.

And when he advised them to insure their parents' house in the village, they did not feel threatened. They really love their little estate.

Anything can happen. Lightning can enter the house. Or a fire can spread from neighbors.

But it's not so simple. Their new acquaintance framed them. Now her husband faces imprisonment.

How could a scoundrel do this? Why did they forget about everything except for doubtful benefits?

"To whom you trust, you give a sword in hand. They can protect or destroy you. "

"I was a bright person, from whom no one was light."

It's hard for Ivan Petrovich ...

For twenty years he manages the estate of his deceased sister. Her adult daughter calls his uncle Vanya.

He lives fussily and joylessly, accusing others of this. He never married, he suffers from loneliness. Why did he condemn himself to such a fate?

The former husband of his deceased sister comes to the estate, a professor to whom Uncle Vanya has been helping with money for many years. Uncle Vanya falls in love with the young wife of the scientist, Elena. His neighbor, the doctor, is also fascinated by the beauty.

Passions are heating up. Elena does not like her husband. But is she able to change it?

A selfish professor proposes to sell his sister's estate and buy a dacha. For Uncle Vanya, this will be the end of his familiar life. He is so angry that he shoots a relative.

Director Andron Konchalovsky used in the play several original cinematographic techniques.

Why do people not understand and torture each other?

"About the unfortunate and the happy, about good and evil, about fierce hatred and holy love ..."

The horse and its master. One worked as much as he could. Another kutil and squandered the state.

The old gelding tells the sad story of his life.

He was not lucky - he was born piebald, so he was rejected at the stud farm.

The young prince, a handsome officer, bought the horse. He liked the smooth running of the horse.

This master was strict and cruel, like his groom.

Once he put his horse on the run. Merin did not disappoint the owner, but then the prince drove him, catching up with the departed mistress.

Fate was unmerciful to the horse. He changed many masters - from the gypsy to the clerk.

And the life of the prince did not work out. He was ruined, he lived, borrowing from friends.

But the gelding warmly remembered the first owner. And he did not even recognize the decrepit horse when he saw him in the stable of a friend.

The last days of the horse were bitter.

"He was old, they were young; He was thin, they were full; He was bored, they were cheerful. Therefore, he was quite a stranger, an outsider, a completely different being, and one could not spare him ... "

"Who looks at the body, he always talks about the soul."

Aristocrat Ferdinand, in love with Louise, a modest and sweet girl, the daughter of a musician. And she reciprocates.

His father has his own plans. He dreams of marrying his son on the duke's favorite. Career first!

Ferdinand is furious. They want to marry someone's mistress!

But the secretary of the president, who is also in love with Louise, wavers intrigues.

He scares the girl. She says that she will put her father in jail. He deceives Louise to write a love letter under his dictation. It will be his trump card in the fight against Ferdinand.

Ferdinand reads this letter. Did she betray him? He will challenge the opponent to a duel!

Blind jealousy torments him. He is preparing his terrible fate for his beloved.

Is he so cruel?

"Treachery and love walk alongside. Command perfidy there parade. "

Manuscripts do not burn. So Woland said of the book of the Master, whom Margarita loved.

She was the wife of another. But I fell in love with the Master at first sight. And became his muse. I went to his home, read the chapters from his book about Pontius Pilate. Was his support in everything. Very worried when he disappeared.

She even had to be the mistress of the ball at Satan for her meeting with her beloved.

Only then Woland told her that the master did not deserve happiness, but deserved peace.

And Voland with his retinue did God in Moscow, better - hell, he knows what. Lived in a bad apartment on Sadovaya street.

Predicted that Berlioz will cut off the head of the girl-Komsomol. And then he got under the tram.

Woland sent the director of a variety show to the Crimea. He punished the crook-manager.

I spent a session of black magic without exposing it. Yes, so that the half-naked young ladies were forced to hide from passers-by. He said that Muscovites messed up the housing issue.

The play takes place in the Moscow metro. The unfinished subway station turns into an apartment on the Patriarch's Ponds, then into the ward in the hospital.

"Love jumped out before us, as a murderer in an alley jumps out from under the earth, and struck us both at once!" So the Master spoke of his love. Better not say.

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.

I was having a dream. Not everything in it was a dream.

Poor brides of small county towns. How difficult is it for them to arrange a personal life! No worthy party.

But by a lucky coincidence, a rich prince came to the city alone. Well also what, what aged? The man though where! In addition to youth, nothing was lost.

One of the local ladies, his good friend, in any way trying to pass for him his beautiful daughter. That at first was capricious, but the prospect of loneliness frightens her.

The old prince is glad to be able to regain his youth. And the wedding seems to have already been decided ...

But, what a fairy tale, if there is no villain in it? Denied once a pretender to the hand of the girl is declared to take revenge. The intrigue twists.

Do not believe your eyes, all matchmaking is just a dream, says the insidious villain.

This prince is simply a fatal man. I arrived, spent one day in the city, but left me indelible memories for life. So he left in full confidence that he slept well. A dream ... so little that can dream!

What if our whole life is only a dream of something that will never happen?

A dream is a lifetime.

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.

Do not believe your eyes, they lie. Only faith will reveal the truth.

When there is little faith in the heart, many prejudices are born. And then they appear - our enemies.

A man has many enemies. Despair, boredom, anger. But our most terrible enemy is doubt. Because of him, we lose everything. Missing something very important that they could get.

One of the busiest nights in history. The night before the Resurrection. The most terrible happened - Christ crucified.

What awaits all ahead? How can one believe that a resurrected person is a Teacher? To gain true faith, one must take this one painful step. A step from fear to faith.

Where to get the strength for this?

How to believe in a miracle and us? Modern people, mired in a world of war and cruelty, where everything wonderful perishes at the root.

Enough to discard these thoughts. It's time to find answers to the most important questions. It's time to wake up.

Can we still love without a doubt?

Even if you do not believe God, he believes in you.

When an actor takes on such a genre as a "solo performance", based on the work of Dostoevsky ... all the action turns into a kind of ritual.

Cleansing, confessional, full of subtle soul harmonies, which can not be ignored or denied.

Is it possible to save a person? Someone will say unambiguous "yes", someone will notice "everything depends on the situation". But for the hero of this confession - she herself is an instrument for the salvation of another person, close and dear to him. He seems to sacrifice himself, trying to save the one that, it would seem, can not be saved.

And now confession right in front of the dead hall turns into a real song of love. Love is doomed and at the same time filled with almost insane hope. And it is from her that prayer is born. The only one able to save the hero, whose soul is wounded by inconsolable grief and despair. Does he believe in words that he whispers in desperate silence?

And the space around him - meager and meager according to circumstances, only emphasizes this doomed hopelessness. His despair and insane tenderness, his hope, the last turning into a mysterious song. Which is sure to find a response in any soul that will hear it.

And after hearing it, it is worth stopping and thinking about the fact that life is still finite and often it happens that it breaks off suddenly. So should we lose important and precious moments of life?