How the New Art Theater livesIf our cultural observer Julia Nagornaya did not spend so much time on social networks, then perhaps she would never have known about the existence of the New Art Theater in Moscow. After all, it happened completely by accident. Namely, the theater actor Grigory Anashkin invited Julia to the performance and, as they say, started.
The performance has everything - laughter and tears, melancholy and joy ... But, most importantly, throughout the entire performance it is somehow unobtrusive, as if questions about the complexity of being arise by themselves, and they do not let go for a long, long time .... "They cannot die, but there is no place to live there anymore" "Everything has already been negotiated" ...... What about us? Do we have "where to live"? The same routine ... And what about us? Do we always find a topic for conversation? Alas, we are more and more silent, buried in the TV, in the computer, at best in the book ... Life goes on, and we all wait - just about it will happen and we will be happy ... But, as the author of the play Danila said Privalov "" We must appreciate what we have here and now. Because it may not be better. Even THERE. "
I didn't like the performance. I believe that theater, art in general, should raise the viewer to its level, and not fall for the needs of the crowd and for its empty entertainment. Gogol's "Overcoat" is a piercing thing, the tragedy of a little man, they made a funny musical with dances and songs out of it, and when a naked hairy actor jumped out of another overcoat, ran to the second floor and, turning, began to play the saxophone, which covered the causal places ... Well, you can't make a farce out of everything, you need the viewer, especially the young, to worry, experience certain feelings, and not look dismissively at the stage and grin, well, come on, make me laugh.
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!
The beginning of the twentieth century. In theatrical studio the play of the unknown author "Venetian" is rehearsed. Not a modern one, but an old play written in the sixteenth century.
The aesthetics of the Art Nouveau era, which broke into art in the twentieth century, must somehow get along with a story told at a different time and place. How to combine what seems incompatible? ..
So they looked for new theatrical principles, so they developed innovative moves and techniques, so they came up with a new stage language for the theater's coryphaeus, which is dedicated to this performance: Vsevolod Meyerhold, Kazimir Malevich, Konstantin Melnikov, Roman Viktyuk.
The troupe rehearses. Creative people argue about the principles of theater. New and old interact, giving birth to unexpected director's moves and combinations. What kind of play will come out as a result? Unknown. So far they are probing the soil, preparing. Looking for among the flooded avant-garde means and opportunities to say and express their own. And be sure to find.
"You can laugh with everyone." Classics are something that everyone knows, but no one is reading.
Everyone remembers something about the comedy "Woe from Wit" from the school program. And it is relevant, more than ever! Every word hits not in the eyebrow, but in the eye.
"Where, tell us, Fatherland fathers, whom we should take for samples?"
This performance is similar to a black and white comic book in a three-dimensional version. A young nobleman goes to Moscow, then dances at a ball, there meets his beloved woman.
The passions are raging! The young man was somewhere long lost, the girl missed him without him, and found herself another. Not the only pebble on the beach!
He reproaches all his acquaintances and relatives with stupidity, hypocrisy and other vices. And they declare it crazy. Was he really hoping for a different attitude?
Merry couplets, songs, duets and dances are a real musical, cheerful and cocky.
It seems that Griboyedov wrote his immortal comedy these days.
"The houses are new, but prejudices are old. Rejoice, they will not destroy their years, nor fashion, nor fires. "
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 a world where the masters of life are rich merchants, there is little room for love.
Here is one merchant of several wives killed, to the next world sparred - and again decided to find a bride! Neighbors poor, of course, will be envied such a bridegroom, because, although not a young hero, he is rich.
Yes, that's just not at all for a respectable merchant, who likes to be cool, wants to marry his daughter. She is dearer to the clerk, he is more courteous, and more educated. A little, really, timid, but kind soul. And most importantly - and he is not without character. He thinks that in time he will achieve not less than the rich merchant who serves in the clerks.
And then what is it, absolutely rich measure has lost. Thinks that anyone will buy! No, not all rich tyrants shroud, there are times when you have to fast.
He accidentally ran into my knife ... ran into him ten times.
The murderous woman sounds scary.
Six pretty young women are serving their sentences in an American prison. They all killed their husbands.
Each of them has its own crime story. But they are similar in that each of the criminals justifies themselves.
Could she have acted differently? They were in despair!
They tell their bitter fate to the head of the prison.
One, a seventeen-year-old baby, lived as a dream to become a ballerina. And my husband was categorically against it.
How to survive such an insult? She had no choice but to strangle him.
The second is tired of the endless changes of the temperamental husband. She did not have to marry to live in a harem!
Some men do not tolerate arsenic.
Another is tired of the indifference of her husband ...
Now they wear gray prison robes with numbers on their chests. They have time to think about what they did.
A wonderful musical with dances and songs.
From the love should appear children, but not the dead.
The woman Dog tamed, lured him with a sweet bone, now the Dog will sit on a leash and guard the dwelling, now he - along with the Man, lives in his family. Now he is home.
The woman has tamed the cow: the cow was tempted by a succulent grass, fragrant hay, has agreed to stand in a stall, to give to the person milk, to be - a domestic cow.
I tamed the Horse, now the Horse serves the man, there was also the horse once-wild, but became-home.
And Cat? It would be useful to tame a cat, she would catch mice and cradle a child, rumble and mourn, sing songs to him ... Yes, only how will you tame it, masterful? She walks by herself ...
Write me letters. I will read. Then, someday, look through together.
Can I read someone else's letters? No, but I want to!
Especially if they are addressed to adults, dear mom and dad, lost hair, and even more so - to the entire population of the Russian Federation.
Is that how much men differ from women? They also do not know how to keep secrets, and also do not mind throwing a dozen, and preferably two, years.
We are all interested in the same topics - love and death, faith and disbelief. Especially when we approach a certain age limit.
Talk about what is close and understandable to everyone. Questions, the answers to which everyone must find himself.
For example, to understand the complex relationship with his wife, even the experts of the club "What? Where? When?"
Or how to find a common language with the Motherland so that it does not leave you. Can not, poor, tolerate more of these binges.
Why do we come to this world, if only a long-nailed or nothing is left of us?
The present time and the present people are in faces. A good reason to speak honestly and frankly with yourself.
But I'll still write to you whether you like it or not.
Then we'll read it together.
The play is reasoning and meditation. But should this frighten a person who decided to look at himself from outside and look into the eyes of inexorable reality?
Russian man on a date with life. What is he?
Here the young man walks around the city, carefree, easy. He continually folds, but everything is not there, he winds, sometimes he returns to the beginning, but does he see what is ahead of him? No, why should I even look there when life itself is stirring around?
She twists around him silk of circumstances and unexpected encounters, laughs with theatrical masks, chirps in many languages, incomprehensible and so attractive. She smiles at him in the face of love and beckons to herself an unrealizable hope. Do not let stop and take a breath, come to your senses.
But why stop at all? After all, he lives - happily, happily .... Passes the truth all this, but passes later, not now. Now he is young and lives, as expected. And to think about the consequences, yes, they ... they do not need now, they can be thought about tomorrow or .. never.
And this easy youthful carelessness with a slight note of sadness, now and again slipping through the laughter and joy of life, undoubtedly bribes, returning in a wonderful time. And I want everything to work out for them to keep this young courage in the stormy waters of the river called "life."
Will you think that you've sinned a little, who does not exist? Business everyday, everyday: the neighbor-coquette liked, lured to myself ...
But no. Now the hero can not find peace, his conscience torments him. He can not understand: how is it? After all, he certainly was sure that he could not go astray, others - okay, let him, he never did. And now ... How to live, what to think, if in yourself you can not be sure?
And a simple Soviet apartment can become a field for resolving profound moral problems, and a trivial fridge is the pedestal on which the "sinner" is planted. It is capable, yes, it is capable and all bored with everyday life to accommodate high questions, so it's a little thing: to be able to ask questions.
"You've wiped the revolution from your face - and you look great!"
The vicious Marquise was imprisoned for seventeen years.
From boredom, he painted portraits of his enemies and began to talk with them.
Evil enemies he placed in an imaginary theatrical box and tried to play along with them a play, which he himself came up with.
Is the Marquis de Sade on the verge of insanity?
But he reasoned reasonably enough. He even turns to God.
Did he renounce his addictions? It is high time for him to think about those whom he once humiliated, offended, punished.
He is visited by a woman who still loves the Marquis.
A stylish and exquisite performance based on the witty imagination of Andrei Maximov.
An uncontrollable dreamer looks more worthy than the pragmatists around him.
"A servant is one who lives in a constant fear of losing something; One who never does acts under the influence of emotions, but always calculates: if I do so and so-so will I lose or gain? "