Actor Sergei Kempo conducted a tour of the Theater Ermolova for BigBilet TVFearless, honest and direct, on stage, in movies and in life. Actor Sergei Kempo tells how he fights himself daily, for which he does not like people, and why it is useful for an actor to be an introvert. And it's also a unique chance to see what happens between performances on the main and new scenes, to appreciate the updated interior and artistic solutions, and of course to learn everything about the new productions.
I would love to leave an enthusiastic response, especially since the game of such artists as Volkova, Nosik, Vasilyeva and Rutberg was at a high level ... But here the performance of the songs under the soundtrack spoiled the whole impression! In a musical performance, just open your mouth instead of singing a song - it's an outright HALTURE !! I remember staging a play by the Leningradsky BDT ... It does not go to any comparison !!! If you swung, then do not shame!
Two hours of nervous tension! Passions of actors on the limit! Mikhail Porechenkov almost 2 hours without a break does not go away behind the scenes at all. Not a moment's respite, he was able to show the relationship between a man and a woman from marriage to a sad end - killing because of the jealousy of his wife, that everything inside just breaks down. I was sitting on the first row in the stalls and saw in what state the actor was at the end of the production- full self-surrender, complete self-emptying and getting into the image. And yet Leo Tolstoy is not the simplest author - his philosophical reflections need to be able to bring to the viewer! Michael - BRAVISIMO! I know that many people go to performances with M. Porechenkov, He does not play, he lives on stage. We ask more performances with his participation !!! Thanks to the Moscow Art Theater for the feast of the magical power of art!
Dark avenues from themselves and to themselves through memories and a kaleidoscope of disparate events.
Where can you find the truth? It is rumored that it is on the bottom, usually adding "bottles". Here, apparently, and he drinks, hearty, everything tries to find her - his truth. And where is she? At the very bottom of the soul? In regret and despair? No, they drink and with joy of course ... But!
He would tear his head away from the table, glance out the window ... And now the fragments of memories are flickering. Whether it is his, whether strangers skip, changing the scenery and places - from train stations to hotel rooms. And everywhere there is a meeting - the last, the brightest, the one that will be remembered to the end.
After all, "they lived happily ever after" - this is not about them. Here all with an anguish, all ... somehow "did not have time", but "did not hold". And it's so vital that it captures the spirit. And you believe without a doubt, you believe that you can not make it, and it will all end, here, maybe even this way it will end!
And at the same time, through a bitter awareness, the strange, passionate charm of youth erupts. When at the beginning of the meeting you still do not know what's next ... when the happy laughter bursts out of your chest and the butterflies flutter in your belly, because you're in love, glad and only look in the opposite eyes.
And how it will end there on the "dark avenues" - this is completely unimportant. Will remember later .. somehow.
He - an ordinary hard worker, his manners are rude, and speech - simple, simple.
She is a naive controller who has not lost faith in romantic ideals.
They met in the park on a bench in the evening. Accidental, nothing foretold a meeting.
Time - eight twenty, to pull, according to the hero, there is nothing: it is desirable to quickly meet about that ... hmm, spend this night together.
Not about that, of course, thinks the heroine. Maybe fate pushed her with her knight, the only and unique? And what do you think?
Metallurgians are paid - nothing at all, and even when they are fired, at least their teeth are on the shelf. Here six metallurgists were reduced, and new jobs can not be found.
Where to go? Where are the salaries now good? Right, nowhere and nowhere.
Although ... wait! Here is the announcement: a nightclub, a male striptease, and the prices are somewhere, the prices are ... sky-high. That's who lives well-the stripper! And what? A noble profession - I will give pleasure, amuse and amuse myself.
Brooklyn Bridge is one of the works of American art. Oh, his beams, stairs and parapets. It seems that one of his appearance can adjust to the most romantic and ready for any incredible twists and turns of events.
Well, how about it! Under this bridge, especially when American hits of the last century sound, one wants to believe that there is still a real feeling of love in the world.
But what has become, especially in our time, this very love? It would seem that everyone, well, just anyone, strive to be happy and loved. But somehow ....
All the time there are some absurd misunderstandings, unexpected turns of "life" stories and love eludes.
She, like sand, flows from her fingers, losing herself in something a little conscious and understandable. And already everything, do not catch and do not make it.
And you really want to feel how this wonderful feeling of love behind your back reveals wings, how the soul sings, echoing wonderful music ....
So what's the problem? Maybe it's because people have forgotten how to really love?
P. S. For the production of this wonderful comedy on Broadway, Murray Shizgal won his "Tony" award.
Itself from such did not expect Katerina - fell in love! And how can she, a married woman, fall in love?
She was not married to her own free will, now she lives in her husband's house, suffers from reproaches of her mother-in-law ...
And then suddenly her passion burned, Katerina forgot about everything! Though her conscience was tormenting her, but would the arguments of the mind of a woman in love keep her? She confessed, she told me herself - now everyone in the district knows that Katerina was walking. And it does not matter that her mother-in-law and her husband will not forgive - she can not forgive herself.
But not only repentance gnaws at her - a young woman with oppression did not accept, with what her mother-in-law offended, and her husband could not protect. The protest of Catherine, her suffering and challenge - will not be forgotten!
"We all look at the Napoleons; Bipedal creatures millions. For us, the tool is one; We feel wild and funny. "
Everyone would like to play a game of chess with the great emperor.
But be careful! Any battle with the Corsican monster becomes bloody. And he is not used to losing his battles.
Even in exile, on the island of Elba, Napoleon does not lose hope of returning to Paris.
But his surroundings should hamper his plans. Really no one will support the emperor, even his lover?
Seductive Polish girl leads her secret game. The beautiful Countess first of all thinks of her son, and then of her lover. But is it capable of betrayal?
Enemies want to poison the emperor. He is aware of their insidious plans and he himself is on the attack. Let them try to put him mate!
If you want peace, prepare for war.
How much love. How little time.
Life always checks you. Every day is a test of humanity. How many are able to withstand it?
And when the war, everything is heating up to the limit. Water boils at zero. Death breathes right in the face.
There is no more tomorrow. Only here and now. No time for reflection. It's time to respond.
One family. One Love. One war. There is no man she would not touch.
He did not have to go to war. Must be to live a long life with your beloved. But I could not stay. There are people who have nobility and honor in their blood.
But you will not force anyone to do what the soul does not lie to. And the soul of his brother did not lie to anything at all. Small and low. Not the soul, but the soul. He stayed in the rear, scared.
For him, war is not a war. He is generally indifferent to everything. He would only knock on the keys of a frustrated piano.
In the middle of the night the angel was flying ...
Not all angels have wings. Sometimes they come imperceptibly, barely audible, with cautious steps down the ladder from the sky.
A white collar, a violinist, two lovers ready to fly - these are the pieces that make up his soul, like a mosaic. He took off as high as few people could.
Where does the genius begin? What could a son dream of a simple loader from a fish shop? About that his paintings were hanging in the Louvre. So that people, seeing them, smile. Our dreams are truly boundless.
Fascism, two emigres, a revolution - grief would be enough for one life. Or maybe this is the price that had to be paid for recognition in life? Rare artists get such happiness.
The whole life of a great artist from a 9-year-old boy to a 98-year-old. But life is not just a series of events. Not the artist's life. The receptacle of emotions - that's what an artist is. Not a single work was finished until he heard her "yes" or "no".
Steadily enduring all the misfortunes, he did not lose his wings, fearlessly looked into the bottomless black abyss and day after day carried beauty to the world. Love is the only thing that matters.
How hard it is to be an angel in this hell ...
Mirrors, mirrors - huge, like a way out into the world of the other world, small, giving a reflection in the eyes opposite, - here around the mirror and nowhere from them can not escape. Unless to rise in full growth, having entered in an oval frame and to stop, but from what of their parties? However, the hoax gets stuffed.
A rich Moscow house wakes up leisurely and impressively, the morning as morning is vain, noisy. There, a dress from a tailor was brought to the fitting, then the men came with their eternal land issues. There, someone at the mirror turns, rehearsing the look fatal, but what about without a fatal look? Without it, nowhere. And so, slowly, the owner of the house descends merrily to breakfast ... And what is it good to say for a slow, slightly sleepy meal? Of course, the soul ... About the soul and the world, which is inaccessible and beckons with its mystery, the world beyond. And after all, there are experts on this topic: mediums, spiritists ... And the table as it suits - a huge, oval, the very thing for the main event of the day - the session. Here, at this session, the world of everyday problems will collide, even if the masters want to buy themselves, even the enthusiasm of the landlords, they want to buy themselves, but the world of spiritual needs, when one wants to touch an unknown and believe in it - do not stand up for the price. But who dares to take advantage of these "fruits" of the minds of the holy? Can a smart and resourceful maid? And that, at her groom the present talent of the medium opened! But why do you need a smart girl?
All the answers in the sparkling and most "densely populated" theater performance, as if in a mirror you will see everything in it yourself. And what - it's up to you.