You are responsible for those who have tamed.

A good person will not abandon a friend in need, even a dog.

Poor artists, grandfather and his grandson give short presentations to the rich inhabitants of the Crimean dachas. The old man once took a little boy to be brought up by a drinking cobbler.

But they are thrown very little money, sometimes even a trained poodle has nothing to feed. They have no other income.

Funny tricks and jumps through the hoop of a white fluffy dog ​​are rejoiced by rich children in fancy suits on their shoulders. And the old man twists an ancient barrel organ that plays a dull German waltz.

One day a boy ran out of a luxurious house, tried by parents and servants. But he was capricious, and then he wanted to see a street performance with a poodle.

The dog liked the barchuk so much that he asked his mother to buy it. Stamping with your feet!

The artists gave up a lot of money. Soon a messenger from that family came to them and once again asked to sell the poodle. I was upset that I did not persuade my grandfather and the boy.

And then the poodle disappeared. Will a disconsolate boy find a four-legged friend?

Betray friends - the last thing, worse than nowhere.

"Let the person be no more than the eye of an ant - but the personality is a person! So I think! "

The Horton elephant is an example of honesty and decency, from someone, and it's not a shame to learn from him! It does not matter which creature is big, small or very tiny, the elephant Horton treats everyone with the greatest respect. It is a person, even a tiny one. He will not let him exterminate the city, even if this city is the size of a fuzz!

And if an elephant had to sit out an egg, he would not abandon the chick for anything in the world. And cold and hunger are not terrible to him, because the main thing is not to let the egg freeze, from there the whole person will soon hatched! And it turned out that a slogan came out of the egg - after all, his elephant was hatching! Whatever you say, and this was a worthy retribution for his labors - the elephant Horton was happy when he saw the toddler!

I'm not from you, Mom, I'm leaving, I'm leaving the mess.

Snow flakes fall softly and unhurriedly from the sky. White fluffs sweep before my eyes, remain on eyelashes and cool streams flow down the cheeks. And let your life seem unbearable to you, your hands fall down powerlessly. But you promised your mother that you will be strong.

Sometimes it is worth forgetting all the blatant ideas of our civilization and paying attention to what was known to the wildest savages - respect for the mother. Maternal love is a black hole. It absorbs even the most vile and vile things. Lies, betrayal, uneaten breakfast.

When there is no reason for resentment, anything can serve as an excuse. Even semolina porridge. And how else should you behave when you are already pounding your nasty lumps against your throat? Turn around and leave. And it does not matter that it's winter outside, dark and minus thirty. Resentment and anger warm better than sheepskin coats. Sometimes I want it so cold. To the heart - ice, soul - concrete, stone. To look - snow, frost. And sometimes almost it turns out. You already feel this cold in your soul, you wait for it, you are ready for it ... but for some reason your mother looks into your eyes and starts to smile.

Wars are cursed by mothers. Manka is cursed by children.

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!

Thriller with cabbage filling.

Once in the KVN I heard American blues about Little Red Riding Hood. Since then, I am smiling at her mention ...

This, of course, what should be a brave girl to scratch one. Through the forest. Yes, and with pies. Nobody argues, granny is sacred. But, it seems, Mama does not care at all that her wolf can take a snack.

But then went to a psychological thriller. A sophisticated assassin (besides a wolf) cunningly tries to find out the path for the girl and ... even a patty, a bastard, begged.

Eats the grandmother entirely (just imagine now the size of this monster - the grandmother something to swallow), but the further attention ... disguises (!) In her clothes and remains to wait for the Hood ...

In my opinion, the poor girl is waiting for a big surprise, after she "pulls the string."

Are you ready to please the child with a bright and juicy, musical and very funny fairy tale "Little Red Riding Hood"?

Sing songs with all your favorite Hats, think about how to outwit an evil wolf and save a grandmother. And recharge the most radiant energy of this wonderful musical.

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!

Each premiere in the Mayakovsky Theater is an event. And not only because this theater has long acquired a "name", but also because the choice always falls on works very unusual, and sometimes specially created for this "scene".

And the "Russian Romance" is no exception. Delivered by Mindaugas Karbauskis on the play of Marius Iwaszkiewicz, who already created for the theater of the delightful "Kant", the performance, the space of which was re-created on the stage by Sergey Barkhin, will necessarily become the pearl of the theatrical season.

So, what will the prime minister tell us about?

This time the speech with the audience will lead to literature, geniuses in literature and their lives, how written, not written, and even the works conceived by the author affect his life. And if we undertake to study the subject of such a subtle - then certainly on the example of one of the most solid, large and significant figures of Russian literature - Lev Nikolaevich Tolstoy.

We, the submissive authorities of the director and the author of the play, will be transferred to the everyday life of the genius creator, in which the fates of fictional heroes are mixed with the fates and lives of his relatives and friends. But, maybe, they not simply mix up? Maybe they are fighting desperately with each other for the "first" place in his life? Who will win? And can there be any victory in such a battle?

Just a little bit more - and we will live.

Soon leave, summer. And the real life will begin.

But the problems at work, the relatives decided to unexpectedly arrive, then three extra kilograms ... And a new, happy life does not come.

One girl is waiting for the prince on a white horse, her mother dreams of becoming a professional bridge player, a young man dreams of leaving for Switzerland, a married couple believes that for happiness they lack their own nest.

And all to happiness - a stone's throw. The bright future is looming on the horizon.

You can leave - far away and for a long time. Forever. But, wherever their destiny takes them, they always take with them their fears, doubts, disappointments, themselves.

Time flows through your fingers, but nothing changes. But, it seems, the only thing that will facilitate their existence and vomit from a vicious circle is death.

Funerals are the only thing that can bring diversity to their lives. But they begin to happen with disappointing regularity.

These people are our friends, our neighbors, passers-by, whom we see hundreds every day. And, maybe, it is we ourselves?

Pack your bags, dear friends.

"Only once in a life there is a meeting, only time destiny breaks a string. Once in a cold winter evening I so want to love! "

With a lady, everyone treats politely. She put a man in place with a glance.

And how does a bomzhiha, a station wagon from one of the Moscow stations, do it? To her to aristocrats - as to a star!

From prison and from the bag do not renounce. The young woman had to go to jail. But she did not lose her cheerfulness, charm and inquisitiveness of her mind. These qualities could be envied by the most successful business ladies.

At the railway station, life was reduced to a ragwort with a secular lion, a popular TV presenter. Simply handsome and a monster. And they can not tear themselves apart from each other ...

Is this cool aunt for the capital's dandy lifebuoy?

Then they will dance remarkably, and she will sing a compassionate romance.

Yes, and the waiter came across some strange one. Bartenders at work are forbidden to drink!

And he needs her help?

If it were not for the women, for whom would the peasants rely in their stupid life?

Cut off by scandals for years ... How stupid it is to offend each other!

The story of the life of one family from a small southern town. Heavy post-war years ... Poverty, hopelessness, despair. But there was love and tenderness! As without them.

Poor, single mothers cry a lot. Naughty children, not paying attention to adults, running around the streets, snapping and learning to give the offenders surrender.

Rachel is short-sighted, sharp-tongued, brisk and thievish. She never doubts anything and takes care of her loved ones too intrusively.

She is a sister, Zlota. Day after day, women live their hard life, sew dresses to order and cook soup, quarrel, make up, bring up young people, love and grow old.

The events of the big world with its shocks and troubles pass by them. They have their own world.

Three actions, eight paintings, 92 scandals.

The sisters have no one closer to each other.