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.
The performance left an ambiguous impression. In the intermission I wanted to get up and leave. From vulgar jokes and actions on the stage, it was very uncomfortable at times, although the hall laughed. But the second action made an indelible impression. The dances of the actors were impressive !!! I liked the final scene of the performance, in which the actors communicated with the audience! Humor was great. Separate wish to the organizers of the performance. I watched it on the stage of the theater. Moscow City Council. To go to the theater by pin-code it took 25 minutes to stand in line to the administrator. The crowd blocked the entrance to the theater for spectators who bought tickets on paper. I offer terminals for ticket printing to give out to the ticket attendants at the entrance, as it is done in other theaters.
Today I'm in my usual role, I have 4 rows, 11 seats, the middle of the hall, only a microphone, a musician, a piano and an inscription - the name of the play, a photo of a masked person. He had not been seen for a long time, he, like Mr. X, did not remove the mask before, and people wondered who was behind it, what an actor ... But it's hard to hold the secret under the bridle for a long time, his name was unraveled, and his broadcasts at a famous radio station ceased existence (2004-2011). And so ... he himself enters the stage, he starts the play, without costumes and makeup, only music, words and stories, "Close your eyes and look." He inserts his proprietary phrases "dear people", "tramtars" "Maestro, please play us ...". But now he is not alone, with him a strong team of actors, talented, bright, singing and dancing, not "swallowing" the words. Today, four of them, including a musician, play for 4 years, each performance - they are different characters, different stories, the new viewer will not get bored, fans even more so. I close my eyes, see and hear the words of the mystical Russian writer, the music of the Parsan singer, the monologues of the Russian Figaro, the surprisingly spiritual songs of the nightingale of the Soviet time with Jewish roots, I learn the stories of other heroes. During the break, spectators whisper to each other that last time there were other stories, other celebrities ... This mystical and recognizable person-author-director-actor and much more, cleverly, wonderfully and expertly can work with the text. He sees and distinguishes in this information what others do not see, he talks about the details that only those who know in the subject know. If you are not in the subject, then "reaching the end of our history, you will know more than now." My dear, personally, being in the role, as you have already understood, the viewer, I closely follow and the reaction of those who are next to me, the tramtars ... interesting! Those who were in the same role as me, sat banderlogisty at a reception at Kaa. They missed the stories of crazy Frankie, they were wondering what kind of hero would be now, they were trying to guess ... "No, it's not M.C. M.C. there was another style in poetry ... ", I hear the whispers of Znaiki on the left. Nah, it's MC, here it's not necessary to be Sherlock Holmes to understand that it's IT, from the very first minutes, the details speak about it ... Interestingly, it's very interesting to spend a few hours with Mr. Frank and his team, sorry, with V. Demchog and his team. Show time and show mast go it !!!
Small viewers will certainly enjoy the interactive presentation!
Have eaten Kolobka? No, so far only kidnapped! And the audience can save it if they want and get out, that's because it is an interactive presentation so that children can influence the course of events! ..
But this is the end. And it all starts with the fact that Kolobok really wanted to take a walk-ride. He rolled out into the street, and whom only the round did not meet on his way, while rolling! It turns out that everyone wants to eat it. This is what it looks, rich and ruddy, to every beast it seems delicious!
But Kolobok was on his mind, rolled, rolled on until he met Lisa ...
In Moscow, there are places that can be called "Bulgakov": here the writer lived and worked, funny stories happened to him there. But especially the interests of those locations, which placed the author of the heroes of the novel "The Master and Margarita."
In places that played an important role in the life of Mikhail Bulgakov, and in those places that are noted in the novel, the guests of the excursion will be lucky with the retro tram "302-BIS". If you dive into the past, if you dive headlong into the world of the Bulgakov novel, then only on such a tram - stylish, beautiful. Such a tram - like an echo of the past times, missed several decades, which passed unnoticed.
But Moscow, undoubtedly, has changed. What did Bulgakov's contemporaries and the author of the "Master and Margarita" see? ..
All, all, all - this is who do you think? Maybe Cova, Donkey Eeyore and Piglet? Or maybe it's Robin's family and friends?
Mom is so similar to the pink Piglet, Dad - to the very Winnie the Pooh, eternally sad uncle - the spitting donkey Eeyore, and the grandmother - the same wise as the owl.
Here they are, all the time, each has his own habits and character.
With them it is not easy, and not always they get on peacefully, but in the end they still find a common language, because together they form a small but important world.
Who would Vinnie be without his friends-buddies? How sad and lonely it would be for Robin to live without his relatives!
Strong man, who did not lose the firmness of the spirit in his declining years, did not lose his character and posture, it was very hard to suddenly find out that he was deprived of civil status. Inferior. And taken under guardianship.
And all his children tried, against his father's will, so that the inheritance will not be lost.
He is controlled, and he would like to command himself, to live and love freely and full sovereignty, but where else here. Not he - they are commanded by people and circumstances.
And although he is still able to love passionately, although in spirit he is still firm and stable, humiliation, which is bitterly wormwood, can not stand the proud heart. Sunset is so sunset - but he is not one of those who will give the sun to roll slowly. He himself will break the smooth motion of the star through the sky, he will tear it from the sky - and throw it under the feet of those who so craved for his night.
Children are flowers in the flowerbed of life. Only among them can weeds be ground ...
Before him was a great bright future. Study in Morocco. But he has completely different plans for the future and they are clearly not connected with studies.
Although his father threatens to send him to the colony, but with the newborn child neither study nor reference is compatible. What should a poor young man do? How to be saved from father's anger?
The father of anyone will soap his head and neck. And not only to their children. After all, he is the director of the soap-making firm and the hygiene issues are clearly his patrimony!
And he is only interested in one question, what his own son is hiding from him. Can be your own child?
Such a situation is very convenient for the daughter of the soap-maker, the sister of a young poor father. She decides to give the child for her, then the strict dad will have to agree with her choice of the suitor.
A tiny, rosy baby ... Just born, and already done so much noise around. It seems that in this story he is the only one who does not hide and does not come up with anything ...
The French would not have been French, if the most unexpected vicissitudes of life had not been resolved with laughter, songs and dances. Paris does not believe in tears.
But from hatred to love, as you know, one child.
Inimitable madness as a response to the frenzy of the world around us.
The mono performance is perhaps one of the most complex forms of theatrical art. And what, try to keep the hall in suspense alone, and play so that the spirit captures. To want to shout: "I believe! Unconditionally I believe! "It is difficult, difficult, almost impossible.
Only not in the format of Peter Fomenko's Workshop. Here, not only do you believe in what is happening in a small komorka, but also with pleasure you immerse yourself in this whirlwind from monologues, reasonings, gradually go crazy with the main character.
And how! He was only a titular councilor! But dreams come true! Dreams! That's the uniform of the rank higher to him to face more, but the one that is, is completely worn out, it is necessary to wrap it in when it's cold. The wigs are all out of whack, although some of the questions are "answered", supplementing the picture of a crazy and unjust world.
Is not the world crazy? If he does not see that the daughter general's weakness for him has a soul, to him - just a titular counselor. Here, too, the scrofulous scarf dropped to the feet, the sign gave. And this longing in the breast of the sim gave birth, which is just what is being done - this is how it dreams. But why laughter around? Can not you fall in love with him? It is possible, of course, only it is unlikely that there will be a general's daughter ...
But he knows for sure! Or is he just mad !?
"Why do people prevent one from living together? Because of this, what losses! "
Undertaker Yakov for many years helped the dead to go on their last journey. Coffins for him were the most popular commodity.
He realized the meaning of death only when his wife died. Only after losing his wife did he realize that the most important thing in life he had missed.
He did not spoil his wife, did not give her gifts. Now he misses her. He is already over seventy, not so much left for him. Dimly and joylessly he lived his life.
With violinist Rothschild he plays in one orchestra. And it was after the death of his wife that the undertaker appreciated the sad music that Rothschild always played.
And the undertaker decided to do a good deed - give Rothschild an expensive violin. Let him then remember him with a kind word.
Rothschild will dance a funeral dance when the undertaker dies.
A joyous life, a bitter fate.
A strong-willed woman, this aristocrat Diana, you will not say anything!
Here only hesitant a little ...
She wants, she wants very much to connect her fate with the beautiful Teodoro, because he has so many virtues! But, on the other hand, he is not a noble family at all ...
How to be? And Diana herself can not decide to leave Teodoro, and does not give rivals. How many times once ex-beloved from him drove away! Really, like a dog in the manger: neither to himself, nor to people!
There are stories more sad in the world than the history of Romeo and Juliet.
They were young and pure in heart, and their love, although doomed to destruction, was bright and beautiful. But how to be one who already knew the bitterness of life, but still discovered in himself the great ability to love?
Romeo and Juliet are dead. Shedding tears over the unfortunate lovers, two kinds promised to make peace. And even agreed to be related.
But the old enmity took its toll. Not the best - the worst bride and groom offer each other Montague and Capulet. He is a reveler and a drunkard, she is a dishonored woman.
But it is only for these two to fall in love with each other, as again it turns out that circumstances are hostile and their marriage does not happen ...
How harsh the conditions that fate is! The second Romeo and Juliet ... And how many more will there be - separated lovers, whose union is not to the liking of the hostile among themselves and greedy relatives?
How can it sometimes be difficult to accept the truth and look into the eyes of reality!
So the elderly woman could not resign herself to the fact that her grandson was a mean and low man. And although he had expelled his grandson from the house a long time ago, he could not leave his wife with her grief: he pretended that his grandson had reformed. And the lord Balboa writes to his wife letters, the name of the grandson subscribes, tells how "life has improved." Let the woman think that the grandson has become another person.
Yes, only once fate will surely push the elderly couple with a real grandson. And before the woman again there will be a question: whether to forgive? Should I take it?