HAMLET Story - SAMIThe SAMi project (Commonwealth of Actors, Musicians and ...) does not need advertising! As soon as they announce the date of the performance, tickets are sold out in a matter of days! And the other day, on March 10, on the stage of the Svetlanov Hall in the House of Music again "HAMLET Story" Back in October, we watched this production in an unusual club version (which was realized due to the current conditions and is unlikely to be repeated) and shot a video about it! Director Natalya Semyonova, actors Alexei Kravchenko and Sergei Chonishvili tell us about modern Hamlets and the search for an answer to the eternal question.
"Listen, children: there was a cat in the world, overseas, Angora" and, as it should be for overseas cats, she was glamorous and liked to boast of her refinement: she invited neighbors: a goat with a goat, a rooster with a chicken, a pig, boasted, that he knows how to sing, that the house has beautifully furnished.
Only their nephews, the kittens of minors, did not invite me and did not drink tea: she did not like beggars, who are staggering around the city, they are begging for food.
So the cat's house stood, until it burned down. And how burnt, so suddenly it turned out that there was nowhere to go to the cat! Only to the nephews, whose house - one name: there is no roof, the floors have been eaten by the mouse ...
You can love at least from afar? On distance…
Birds' grumbling, the rustle of trees, love, hate, disappointment ... Everything united in one breath, in rhymed lines of the poet.
Break through the pages with poems and see a living person. What he was thinking about, dreamed of what kind of women he loved.
Women loved a lot of people. Nobody knows how to love like a bully. He changed them like gloves. More precisely as mittens. Dumped one, two, three. Not every Ryazan has such a Don Juan.
And he loved to drink. But not more than women. Let him slurp the bitter, but he remained a free man.
A great brawler. A great mystery. Always walked along the edge. His farewell song hits right into the heart.
All life is hot metal. Lonely soul. So wide and so superfluous.
And such a different ... Rashabisty reveler, a village shepherd or a rebel. Creator, artist, genius ...
He left without saying goodbye. Suddenly and painfully.
If we burn, it's too hot to burn ...
"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."
A teenager, such a simple word, behind which is hidden a huge universe. Usually it's not that there is no way to go the boring adult, it's difficult to comprehend it, even if you were invited to look at guests.
And how then to be? How to understand what is happening in the soul of an ordinary teenager of twelve? How will they reach out to him and can he reach out to his problems himself to adults?
After all, adults are amazing creatures, they quickly forget what they themselves were and consider teenage problems - "a trifle of life".
But is this a trifle, when you have to give up your places? To leave the school, where there are good classmates? Is it a trifle when an adult bore who is pretending to be a mother's boyfriend turns up next to you? And for sure, it's definitely not a trifle that you are a girl from a girl in a new school, suddenly turning into a boy!
Well, who can help in such an eerie cycle of ridiculous adult events seemingly ridiculous?
Perhaps, grandfather? After all, he is as queer as his teenage granddaughter. Vaughn, even ran away from the hospital, because it's boring. Moreover, the orchestra brought with it ...
But after all, life is not always only black and white, not always the help remains for a long time and it is necessary to learn to say goodbye, and still love ... And those around and yourself. Because to love is sometimes the most difficult.
Frozen mosaic of the collapse of the family, although ... if you look closely at it - it will begin to come alive, filled with meaning and dynamics of the rapid movement of time.
And once in this stream you can consider all the heroes of the tragedy as in the palm of your hand.
Yes, and they are not at all, as we are accustomed to. They are living, family and acutely experiencing the inability to preserve this sense of "home".
They so need each other and, at the same time, can not support each other, they can not become a support in difficult times.
There comes a whole new era and those who are too much together with the outgoing world will also have to leave. And no therapy here will not help.
It remains only to reconcile ... take what is happening as a reality and say goodbye to what was so dear to the heart once.
And also to reflect on how it would be if someone did not die, or time would be wasted with his run.
But no, time does not wait ... And even the youthful bright, slightly confused love can not improve the situation.
The garden will go for debts, and there ahead ... it is not at all clear what is there, but you still need to move, although everything is already predetermined.
Happiness is not neglected - are they rushing from it out of the house, into a noisy city? No, if they are torn, if they are bored in the village next to their husbands, then happiness has passed. And now - a whirlwind of secular evenings, parties, balls. Attention gentlemen, dancing, fun.
Happiness is bored - someday it will bore you. Compliments cease to warm and rejoice, and the city and the trip to the waters will leave only a feeling of vexation - and satiety. And then what?
Perhaps, the merciful fate will open the doors of happiness to the new? Mature and calm joy, acceptance and respect. To conjugal happiness. Love.
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.
"Today I am very willing to dispose of my Sabbath. And, if Ninka is not capricious, I will dispose of my life. "
Girls loved foreigners.
She sells love for money, better - for currency. He knows all the entrances and exits to hotels where Europeans settle. He is afraid of the police persecution ...
And she connected her life with a real bandit. She fell in love with an "adult and tall man with two golden teeth, a dreamer and a criminal".
In the difficult post-war years in Moscow there were so many. They lived in communal apartments, drank, but hoped for a better life.
"First, they were playing candy wrappers in a parlor with chimneys. And then the romance left the podvoroten thieves. "
The story of love of one of them was told in his play by Vladimir Vysotsky.
"Well, and the trouble with this Ninkoy, she slept with the whole of the Horde!" With such sleep, who would want? And I do not care, I really want to! "
The country heals wounds, exhausted people return from the battlefields of the Great Patriotic War. Those who did not wait for the father or son from the war were burning.
There are a lot of Vysotsky's songs in the play.
"They looked around, woke up, drank, then sobered up. And those who waited, those who did not want to cry, wept. "
A good teacher does not disagree with the matter.
What good guys! Senior students on a warm spring evening came home to the teacher of literature. They brought her a bouquet of flowers.
Most recently, they wrote a graduation essay. Education in the Institute is just around the corner. But these three guys and one girl with literacy is bad.
So they decided to steal from the teacher the key from the school safe, where their work is stored. Will take out the writings, correct mistakes and put them back.
Only one thing they did not take into account, or, due to their gray and wimplessness, they could not even guess. Decent people do not commit despicable deeds.
Until the morning they will not only persuade and blackmail, but also intimidate a single woman.
A soul-stirring performance about human dignity and the strength of the spirit.
Why are there such students who have forgotten how to respect their teachers?
The tragedy of loneliness and longing for a loved one.
True love fell on their heads unexpectedly.
A man and a middle-aged woman met the resort town and liked each other. Each of them has a family and children. He's in Moscow, in her provincial town.
At first they were amused by boredom. Bathed in the sea, walked along the embankments, and then spent the night together.
For him it was an easy holiday romance. He thought that even the name of an occasional girlfriend would soon disappear from his memory.
But then they realized that they fell in love with each other seriously and for a long time.
And she immediately turned into an adult woman from the prank-prank. And he began to agonizingly reflect on how to organize their further meetings.
The circumstances of their life are shared. It's inconceivable for them to divorce, abandon their children.
Why did they have such an unfortunate fate?
"And it seemed that a little more - and a solution will be found, and then a new, beautiful life will begin, and it was clear to both that the end is still far away and that the most difficult and difficult is just beginning."
Each production of Vladimir Pankov is becoming an extraordinary event of Moscow theater. Although even in the whole whole country.
Perhaps, because this director manages to not only talently embody on the stage any works. In addition, he created his own - an amazing direction called "saundrama." "Morphine" - the first in this series, brought him a few theater awards and has been on the stage for nine years already. And created for the Festival. Chekhov "War" continues to conquer the metropolitan public.
And now, a new performance in the same amazing style, combining music, plastic, text. When all this, even simple noises, merges into a single whole, forming the space of the inner world where the characters live, help them to immerse themselves completely in the atmosphere of their life, to feel them at arm's length.
And what will he tell us about this time? About such a strange and at the same time very Russian concept as "zilovshchina." About where the truly Russian yearning comes from and what it does to a person. And that a person who has lost himself in this melancholy, who has lost the opportunity to love, and maybe even a belief in what he is capable of loving, does with the people around him.
The mystery of love, tenderness, sincerity ... Why are feelings so difficult to maintain? And do not look for the guilty, consider mutual insults. "... And every time forever goodbye, when parted for a moment."
Here they are, the relationship of husband and wife on the verge of divorce. Listen to the dialogues of married couples. Will the modest heroes living during the Khrushchev thaw hear and understand each other?
Will it really come to court? It seems that neither children nor the memory of their happy years can stop them. Or happiness can still be returned?
The performance grew out of the remarkable thesis work of talented students of the VTU. Shchepkin, graduates of the course of People's Artist of Russia, actor of the Maly Theater Boris Vladimirovich Klyuev.
Romantic play by Alexander Volodin was written by him in the 1970s, during the popularity of the music of the first VIA and naive questions about the meaning of life. For almost fifty years it has become a classic.
Let's laugh and cry, argue and put up with simple and so familiar to us heroes of melodrama. Perhaps, we will understand something in our life?