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?
As Chatsky was in love, and flew, he longed to see his beloved Sophia!
Yes, just did not take into account the young man, that already a lot of time has passed since he left. Of course, the young girl has long been in love, and not in him, but in a modest employee.
What did she find in him, in this quiet? He's an empty jerk, a petty careerist!
But you can not order a girl's heart. And how much now do not achieve Chatsky love - he will not achieve from Sophia tenderness, or ardent confessions.
He will have to wander around the world again, disappointed. Moscow did not accept him, or rather, he could not accept Moscow's morbid morals.
Favorite songs of our Soviet past. Well, if among them will be your favorite.
Most, of course, about love.
"Where the maple rustles over the river wave, we talked about love with you. Noisy that maple, the field is haunted by the haze, and love, like a dream, passed by. "
But there are also hooligan-table women: "Bells-bells are ringing. Our horses raced for two hours in a row. Our horses have become tense - the long journey. Is not it time for us to wave a glass? "
The broken songs of the time when the Moscow residence permit was almost an unattainable dream.
"Mom, I love the janitor!" Mom, I'll go for the janitor! Janitor without problems and risk
In a moment will make a residence permit. That's why I like janitors! "
And of course, compassionate, touching the soul: "Stand by the locomotive, do not rush, wheels. Conductor, press the brakes. I hasten to see my mother's mother with the last greet to appear on the eyes. "
But the mischievous, of course, more. Among them, an unforgettable "Chicken roasted".
Come! You will not regret.
Sretenka is a nice street. How many fates are here! Who lives around the corner? What are you doing?
Vaughn, the fucking actress fell into hysterics: she does not want to perform on Saturday, dismiss!
Here interrogate the woman.
And here once a hot guy killed a man. But he did not do anything to him, only stepped on his foot.
So, according to the grains, from small and large stories, the history of the street develops.
And stories are made up of human passions, small sins, desire to joke, gossip, cash in on.
So the theme of street (and theater) space grows into a theme of the commandments and ten deadly sins, becoming the place where you can come and think what all these ten "Do not ..." mean.
Can a great actor become a powerful ruler?
The Crown Prince invited four famous Venetian comedians to visit his palace. Among them is the charming Colombina, the wise Pantheleone, the mischievous Harlequin and the solid Scapino.
They wear their usual masks. Talented actors are used to entertain aristocrats.
But the litsedeys did not even suspect that the snake was in the ball.
In the heat of the quarrel over Colombina Harlequin kills the son of the king.
Could he pretend to be a prince? Will his blind mother bless the prince? The mother's heart should not deceive her.
Harlequin craves power. But the country is governed by the King's uncle. He does not need a competitor, he is used to seeing on the throne a puppet.
As a former actor to cope with enemies?
Exquisite performance with magnificent costumes and decorations. The game of actors is above all praise.
"The king himself does not rule, but the power of his name reigns ..."
The jar is only in appearance - an ungainly doll for picking nuts. In fact, the Nutcracker is a brave fighter, and in the past - a fine young man. Once he saved the princess from the evil spells of the sorceress Mysilda - and he himself fell under witchcraft, turned into a funny Nutcracker.
But even in such an unattractive form, he remained brave in heart. It does not matter that the mouse king has seven heads - the valiant Nutcracker will chop off them all and bring seven crowns as a trophy!
The fairy tale will end, but, perhaps, one day the Nutcracker will be disenchanted, return to his beloved and take her to his marzipan kingdom? How to know ...
In the children's tale, the most ridiculous absurdities are possible! If only good conquered evil!
Baba Yaga lives in a dark forest. And she has a loyal friend, a boy named Broom. He's been taking care of the old lady for three hundred years!
Once Baba Yaga and a broom found a cabbage on the bed of a baby. They called him Vanya. And the baby turned out to be a girl!
But they decided not to change their good name. And here runs a small mischievous Vanya in the woods in bast shoes and sarafan.
Once the hut on the chicken legs took down a large egg. Baba Yaga hopes that a little bathhouse will hatch from him.
She really wants to wash often, not once a year. Parry with a spruce broom!
The whole forest brothers gathered to see the miracle-egg. And someone stole it ...
Which of the intruders could take him? Crafty Koshchei immortal or wily Watery? Or the resolute Serpent Gorynych? Sassy Goblin and funny Kikimora also behave suspiciously.
Baba Yaga will whisper spells and cook a decoction of herbs.
Everything will end well! The loss will be discovered. Bathhouse all will enjoy a light steam.
An entertaining fairy story, a gay children's detective.
All the roles are performed by talented children-artists who are trying very hard.
You've never seen Moscow so ... unusual!
The bus will take the participants to the sights of the capital, but before that the guests will have an excursion in the museum, all in the middle of the night!
For those who love stories about ghosts and secrets, and prefers not to sleep at night, dreams of wandering through the halls of the museum after midnight and loves to travel by bus in those hours when the windows are dark for a long time, recognizing Moscow from a new angle, this excursion will seem entertaining and will certainly be remembered!
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!
Wolf in sheep's clothing.
We are all not who we say we are. Someone wants to seem better than he really is. And someone tries on a mask from selfish interests.
This young man suffered greatly from his poverty. Well very much suffered. What kind of life, when all thoughts are only concerned with how to survive? I had to get out. After trying on a monastic robe, he went to look for a better share.
So what, what a lie. Everyone is lying. Literature is a lie. Advertising is a lie. Our banking system is a lie. Our whole life is one continuous clot of lies.
This blower acted on a big scale. I got wind of my confidence in the owner of the house, almost married my young daughter, looked at his wife with amiability. It is not difficult to deceive a person if he wants to.
But greed fraera ruined. The round sum of money, which was in his hands, brought him to clean water. Not every lie is a salvation.
What strikes harder? Lying or truth? There is no difference when your hands are handcuffed.
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.