Derevianko !!! And all the actors of the play are wonderful! Madness from jealousy - it is understandable and inexplicable and so cruel! At first, monstrous protest and indignation simply arise — that this simply cannot be! Then you realize that their lives and loved ones are so manic and destroyed .... It is worth looking unequivocally ...
The play is about nothing! Alla Sigalova collects the hall "on behalf of." No composition, no direction, no meaning.! 90 percent of the time - talking on the stage about anything, stupid moving a pair of objects on the stage (such as decorations). With all due respect to Mr. Adoskin, the meaning of his presence on the stage is incomprehensible. And to some extent, even inappropriate. "To see the dance staged by the famous Sigalova" - went with this thought to the show. Gone in complete disappointment ....
October 13, the whole family visited the play "Mousetrap". The performance pleased us and my husband and our children (18 and 24 years old). Thanks to the actors! But it is regrettable that many who have come to the theater do not know how to behave. The whole performance was accompanied by phone calls, the rustling of candy wrappers and a discussion of who the criminal was.
Smotherl 2 times, to see Olga Volkova, hit only the second time, but I have to admit that Irina Byakova is more interesting in this performance. The 1st act (oddly enough) is also more interesting than the 2nd act, therefore, both times it came out with a slight disappointment. And so nice, pleasant, funny performance, Yakovlev is gorgeous, Bochkin was not bad either, now Zavodyuk will play, I think it’s not worse
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!
"I see the stars, they fly, then we are near, far away. I see the stars! The heat of the universe. Inside me are the lights of the fire, the flowers bloom in the spring. "
They call themselves "children of flowers." Young Americans of the 1960s, sincere, freedom-loving. They are tired of the falsity of the official propaganda and hypocrisy of the older generation.
Why live for money? They live in a commune, where everything is common - food, clothing, even girls.
In such a New York hippie company falls provincial guy. They shock him and attract him.
Yes, they drink and take drugs, but they are against any rules!
He so wants to become such as these "crazy" guys, his peers. Sing like them, do not be afraid to tell the truth.
He falls in love with a beautiful girl, the daughter of a rich man.
Does he have enough courage to tell her about his feelings? He only has one night. Tomorrow he must go to serve in the army. He can be sent to Vietnam, where the war is going on.
"Do you want to know why the hair is shaken? Why should I hair from head to toe? "
The darkness will still cover the city hated by the procurator.
Do you know what place on Earth is the most mystical? It's not Stonehenge in England, nor even the castle of Count Dracula, lost among the Carpathian Mountains.
The most mystical place in the world is Moscow. Nowhere else in the world do you find so much devilry, as literally outside the window - in Moscow.
All the most mysterious and incredible is happening within the Garden Ring. At Bolshaya Sadovaya Street, 302-bis, the fifth floor, apt. № 50.
Here there is an unceasing feast of evil spirits - Satan rules the ball here. A mistress of the holiday chose an ordinary Muscovite - Margarita, who cried a lot and was very fond of her Master.
The devil pretended to be an alien to watch how the Muscovites messed up the housing issue, how they steal, cheat and get what they deserved (not without the help of the devil himself).
How could the ancient Roman emperor be hidden in a psychiatric hospital of a Soviet poet? And what does the Master have to do with all that is happening, who has not been able to finish his novel for a long time. And why did this novel change so many fates?
The hour of an unusually hot sunset is already approaching. Annushka had already spilled her oil.
Children are the flowers of life?
There is nothing more beautiful in the world than children. Our continuation, the meaning of our life ... But we must remember that we can grow weeds in the finest rosary.
He is the king. He used to command all. He does not feel at ease without a flattery for breakfast.
Wrap it warming it into a soft blanket of sweet words of love and respect. Enjoy the sense of the greatness of the poor old man.
He, of course, is king. But he is also a father. Each daughter for a piece of the kingdom for what she says how much she loves Dad.
Do not want to fulfill your daughter's duty? Get out of the kingdom!
The king did not know that this daughter was the only one who told him the truth. And the rest are shameless liars. Do not look that you are a father, they will sell with all the guts for a piece of land.
Look at your children. Do you love them? Are you happy with how they were raised?
Because whatever they are, children are a reflection of their parents.
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.
What should be the story about the love of Anna Karenina and Vronsky, the love for which Anna lost her impeccable reputation as a lady of high society and position in society, left her husband and child, becoming both the happiest and most unhappy woman in the world?
How to show the history of relations between Levin and Kitty, their meetings, tender confessions, his proposal to marry him and her - in the end - consent? ..
Only a bright and colorful musical is able to convey the intensity of the passions that raged in Anna's life, as well as the strength of the feelings of all those who fell in love with passionate love - the same love that circulates, and intoxicates, forcing to forget about propriety, and ruining, and Builds, and changes destinies ...
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.
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.
In "forty years of life is just beginning" - so claimed the heroine of the famous movie "Moscow does not believe in tears."
But ... is this really so?
Here, look at them, our heroes are already over forty ... they have established lives, but ... they are people with a past, with a common past.
After all, sometime, or rather, twenty years ago, being young, they were madly in love with each other.
Only now, they did not develop then. The parents interfered, they were planted in the corners. Scandals, misunderstandings ... how many tears were shed, but had to leave, for as long as twenty years. After all, we did not have the heart to say - no, we love each other, we will be together ...
And now what? They met and realized that love has not gone anywhere, that it still lives in their hearts ... But can you change all 20 years later? Start all over again when the cup has already been broken?
Maybe just lay the table ... and talk heart to heart for a "family" dinner?
However, such a conversation with ease from revelations can go to an endless, tearful farce and stiffen silence, negating everything that was said ...