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.

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!

"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.

Love is many-sided ...

Headphones hanging from the collar. Luminous screen of an open laptop. The book was read halfway. Here everything, every detail lives and breathes. The words of the song speak of the last meeting. The unwritten text of the message hints at a future meeting. The chosen story makes you plunge into the experiences of the past. And everything says about one thing - about love.

How many varieties of love? Here you utter the word love, and before you there is a specific image. Love for your soul mate, love for children, love for your parents. Love to the Motherland and its city. Or not to his. But still love. Love is passionate, tender love, love is dangerous, forbidden and even deadly. Love has a thousand faces. There are as many people as there are people on earth.

And this is a topic that everyone talks about and thinks about. Each of the nearly seven billion people on Earth.

A string of stories that follow one another gives a full perspective of love. In its pristine, purest form. As it is in life. The funny goes after the sad, and the romance immediately after the cynicism.

It seems to be doing the same thing ... but in fact? For example, going to the store. She admires the dress with admiration. Only for him. He really wants to like him. And he goes to the store behind the revolver. She really wants to kill her lover.

Sometimes we get sick with each other. There are no drugs. And we will fever for the rest of our lives. Until we die.

"Never talk to strangers."

Woland, the prince of darkness, along with his retinue arrives in Moscow in the thirties of last century. He is young, elegant, handsome and speaks Russian with a Georgian accent.

He will help the Master regain the novel burned by the writer and connect with his beloved woman, the redheaded Marguerite.

How difficult it is for thinking people in difficult times! Next to them - informers, traitors and executioners. Soviet time does not promise them anything good.

They tend to escape from the pitch darkness, suffer and suffer. Only love pleases their exhausted hearts.

At the ball at Satan, huge busts of Lenin and Stalin are danced. The era of terror is cruel, absurd and ridiculous.

Directed by Roman Viktyuk as always brilliantly staged a performance that is more like a colorful theatrical show. Phantasmagoria with circus numbers, speeches of the leaders and Soviet songs of pre-war time.

Great play of actors, striking costumes and scenery.

A new reading of the great novel by Mikhail Bulgakov.

"Manuscripts do not burn."

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.

If a woman walks, tilting her head to the left - she has a lover ... In general, if a lady has a head on her shoulders, then she has a lover!

Sultry woman, passionate Italian, for many years endured treason completely impudent husband. Even an adult son is surprised at her angelic patience.

All she wanted was to save her family ... Thought he would come to his senses. But this old ladies' man does not even look at his wife. And in bed she does not interest him at all.

How many deafening scandals they had!

She tried to hang herself and shoot herself. Even in the window she wanted to jump out, but only broke her leg, because her husband was trying to save her.

With the past is over!

Osatanevshaya wife will remove a separate apartment and settle for a new job. Will buy himself enchanting outfits. And her lover will always appear!

And not some loser, and such that all friends envy.

A funny Italian comedy with wonderful actors.

If you want to be happy, be her!

"And I would be glad to paradise, but no sins are allowed."

He decided to build himself a fool, hoping that wealthy neighbors and acquaintances would help him in need.

The poor official Obroshenov long ago widowed, with great difficulty raised two daughters.

Trouble comes to him one after another. He does not even manage to hand over vacant rooms to tenants in his modest house in the Zamoskvorechye.

The groom of his younger daughter was in trouble. He took other people's money and spent for his mother's funeral. Obroshenov tries to help him, someone has something to occupy.

But next to him only Nedonoskov and Nedorostkov. They themselves have nothing.

Sisters are very worried about their beloved father.

The eldest is a serious, reasonable and thorough girl. But without her dowry, it's difficult to get out.

And the youngest is still quite a girl. She would only laugh, jump and run along the roofs.

Instead of helping the official, the evil people threw him a thick envelope. He was naively pleased that he had found the money. And then worried, finding it in newspaper sheets.

Only the profitable marriage of one of the daughters can save Obroshenov from poverty.

"Well, yes, I'm fooling and eating, I'll kill my daughters, I'll kill everyone!"