The most romantic love stories have occurred with unusual couples: a beauty and a monster, a prince and a princess-frog ...

In the town on the beach there are rumors of a strange young man.

He can live under water, but pretends to be an ordinary man on land. What if he takes someone to the sea?

In fact, this "monster" is simply in love. Nobody needs him, except for a single one. A sweet and humble daughter of a fisherman stole the heart of an amphibian man.

But evil people never see the "monster" of the unfortunate youth ...

It was not easy at all for the fate of the boy, whom the brave doctor, who transplanted the shark's gills, saved from certain death. Should he swim in the deep sea or live on the earth?

A touching story about two lovers who will be together in spite of all difficulties.

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How much in our life was associated with notes, letters, telegrams!

We carefully store one of the notebooks of the first-grade son, the letters of the groom from the army and the wife from the hospital.

What a pity that very soon even friends will not recognize each other's handwriting! We are still now, and in the future we will increasingly use a computer.

Eugene Grishkovets sincerely and confidently reflects on how the modern world has changed. It's sad to part with even such a trifle as a blotter from a school notebook.

Writing typewriters became unnecessary, the postage stamps, fountain pens and pen drawers were gone.

Few people in our time remember birch bark letters, the letters on which our ancestors wrote. Even many books began to be read only on electronic media.

The memory of the past is important for each of us. With light sadness and nostalgia I want to remember school notebooks and textbooks, institute notebooks and abstracts, paper geographic maps. They were an important part of our lives.

We regret the past. Dear memories, how they warm the soul ...

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A ballet with many tricks not only amuses and amuses young spectators: it teaches them how beautiful love is!

The Tin Soldier was in love with the Ballerina, but their romantic union was prevented by the evil Troll. Unsaid, reincarnated left their youthful feeling - but even so it was perfect!

To be amazed at your love and be ready to give your heart to another - only such straightforward and honest natures as the Tin Soldier are able to remain true to their great feelings!

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Oliver Sachs was a neuropsychologist and worked all his life with people suffering from various disorders and abnormalities: who stopped feeling his body, who curses and twitches without end, and someone, perhaps, does not even recognize his wife and accepts his hat! ..

But, probably, the world would never know about the incredible tricks that his brain can make with a man if Oliver Sachs did not have one more important talent - the ability to beautifully and breathtakingly describe all that he had seen as a doctor. Yes, he was a writer. According to his book, this performance was staged.

Freaks, crazy, strange, awkward people - all the characters here are special. They are touching and touching in their attempts to master this world, to understand which glove should be worn on which hand ...

This is the deep human message of the play, partly ironic, a little sad, but certainly kind, calling us to observe special people simultaneously and with the impartial position of the curious scientist, and from the deeply experienced, compassionate person.

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"... And I'm with my own in a counter. She's there, and I'm here. She's there, and I'm here. Let him do the pomara. "

He was a good man and a thorough man, he was appreciated in the timber industry. So they have allocated a ticket to the south, we must at least improve our health sometimes.

His wife and three children stayed at home. The farm is large, and even pigeons must be fed.

And my husband has learned this! Acquainted on the sea in the hot sun with a city lady, she lured him into their networks. It would be fine still young was. And this slut simply swore, here he lost his head.

I did not return home. He began to live with a sweetheart. Only I missed very much without children and pigeons.

Somehow two of his women had to meet. Noise, din, cries, tears!

Will the spoiled spouse return to his faithful wife and harassed the children?

A touching comedy about tender feelings.

"But what fate? Drunk twirled and you will not get out. "

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I will never regret that I have done a good deed.

Words, of course, are good. It's amazing when they are pronounced by a twelve-year-old boy.

He would be hooliganized, mischievous, and his soul hurts when one of his friends is ill. He can not help them. This is his character.

The boy peacefully lives in New York with his mother. Father does not remember. He died when the child was small.

But my mother brought him up well. He is a faithful friend and caring son.

One day an English lawyer comes to their house. He talks about the commission of the grandfather of a boy, an English lord. Grandfather would like to see his grandson for the first time.

The lord was against the marriage of the youngest son. He married a simple American woman!

But the old man tragically lost all his sons. His only heir was an American boy.

A merry boy with his mother goes on a ship to England.

Will the young American have a common language with his prim English relative, the owner of the ancient castle?

Besides, it turned out that he was not the sole heir of the lord ...

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How much does love cost.

Everything is sold and everything is bought. Everything has a price. Everyone has a price. The market economy has penetrated into the world of human relations.

He sold his dream. And what did you want to become as a child? A cosmonaut, a cook, a fireman, a teacher? Most likely, they chose noble professions.

And he so dreamed of becoming a scientist! Represented himself in the ghostly light of a laboratory with a test tube in his hand. In a dream, I dreamed of science.

But it was necessary to keep an old father. Therefore I had to serve not the science, but the state. In the end, to become a policeman is to work for the benefit of society.

Now the father is dead. Empty apartment is covered with dusty furniture. Here it is, an inheritance. All that remains of a loved one. It's time to appreciate everything.

But, the more the appraiser lingers, considering the price, the clearer it is that how much is past and present, successes and failures.

Three hammer blows. Sales!

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Wolf in sheep's clothing.

We are all not who we say we are. Someone wants to seem better than he really is. And someone tries on a mask from selfish interests.

This young man suffered greatly from his poverty. Well very much suffered. What kind of life, when all thoughts are only concerned with how to survive? I had to get out. After trying on a monastic robe, he went to look for a better share.

So what, what a lie. Everyone is lying. Literature is a lie. Advertising is a lie. Our banking system is a lie. Our whole life is one continuous clot of lies.

This blower acted on a big scale. I got wind of my confidence in the owner of the house, almost married my young daughter, looked at his wife with amiability. It is not difficult to deceive a person if he wants to.

But greed fraera ruined. The round sum of money, which was in his hands, brought him to clean water. Not every lie is a salvation.

What strikes harder? Lying or truth? There is no difference when your hands are handcuffed.

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Podkustovy vypolzene.

How to give birth to a brilliant idea? It turns out that working on radio is a very laborious and ridiculous process. A marathon is planned, which should be tied to a significant event.

A team of creative employees will transform a lost longboat in the Sea of ​​Japan into a huge cruise liner. A small zoo on its board in the apple of the eye of the red book.

Thus, the whole country is taken for the salvation of the hymenoptera, tufted black hills, and podkustovogo crawling. Meanwhile, at the studio, jokers are trying to shave someone during the broadcast, set fire to a paper in his ear and slip a completely absurd text in his colleague.

But the main fun is yet to come! The secretary fed the whole company with delicious pies that rode in the train for a whole week ...

The play with the participation of N. Grishaeva, M. Vitorgan, M. Polizeymako and, of course, the inimitable quartet produces the effect of an exploded bomb.

The film with the same name won the hearts of thousands of spectators.

It's funny, witty, vital and very talented. The story of one evening radio broadcast turns into an unforgettable comedy.

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I see through you. It happens when there is no skin.

Or a greatcoat. There is no beautiful clothes - there is no man. No respect, no promotion. Not a man - so, an empty space.

And when you have an old overcoat - the guard. Some solid holes. But where it was, it arrived there.

What a good reason for a new thing. What a good reason to become a man. And how sweetly succumb to temptation!

Here it is - a new overcoat. With needles. Beautiful, with shiny buttons. This is how a pass to a higher society looks like. Stylish, elegant, and you already drink tea at a colleague's party.

But only the thief does not care. A scratch scratch, and no overcoat. There is no hope for a better future.

Clumsy movements smooth his white thinned hair. He looks at the crow's eyes.

They have so much sadness and longing. More than the Nigerian children who are looking for foster parents.

A little dirty little ball. And no one notices. Hundreds, thousands of people pass by. Only a white leaf in his hands. Scrubs: "Mi-los-ti-goy goy-su-dar."

It's awkward, in syllables. He also talks. Also lived.

He died, but no one noticed.

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What a stupid, absurd war - neither to give nor take a cabaret.

The beginning of the First World War. The Germans want to fight, for them the war is a valorous adventure, a heroic adventure. The French are also ready. For them, military actions are a series of romantic feats and beautiful victories.

What neither those nor the others expected was the long, painfully prolonged hell in which they walked. The pernicious days of shooting, when those who yesterday played together in football today are mercilessly killing each other. Terrible days of trench wait, when you have to lie in the mud, tolerate lice and diseases and reap, wait, wait ... When is the end?

It is not for nothing that it is said that at the end of the war soldiers often do not remember why they went to her at first. War erases all human, including memory, leaving only a raid of inhuman breath of bloodshed.

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