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Mirrors, mirrors - huge, like a way out into the world of the other world, small, giving a reflection in the eyes opposite, - here around the mirror and nowhere from them can not escape. Unless to rise in full growth, having entered in an oval frame and to stop, but from what of their parties? However, the hoax gets stuffed.

A rich Moscow house wakes up leisurely and impressively, the morning as morning is vain, noisy. There, a dress from a tailor was brought to the fitting, then the men came with their eternal land issues. There, someone at the mirror turns, rehearsing the look fatal, but what about without a fatal look? Without it, nowhere. And so, slowly, the owner of the house descends merrily to breakfast ... And what is it good to say for a slow, slightly sleepy meal? Of course, the soul ... About the soul and the world, which is inaccessible and beckons with its mystery, the world beyond. And after all, there are experts on this topic: mediums, spiritists ... And the table as it suits - a huge, oval, the very thing for the main event of the day - the session. Here, at this session, the world of everyday problems will collide, even if the masters want to buy themselves, even the enthusiasm of the landlords, they want to buy themselves, but the world of spiritual needs, when one wants to touch an unknown and believe in it - do not stand up for the price. But who dares to take advantage of these "fruits" of the minds of the holy? Can a smart and resourceful maid? And that, at her groom the present talent of the medium opened! But why do you need a smart girl?

All the answers in the sparkling and most "densely populated" theater performance, as if in a mirror you will see everything in it yourself. And what - it's up to you.

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Attention! The most intimate, the masculine ...

... "There would be sex, like a cigarette shoot: girl, sorry, but you will not have sex? "Oh, no, I quit."

It would be so interesting for every woman to overhear men's conversations! After all, they talk about women and about marriage, about sports, about cars, about money, about work and about their dreams.

Why is the beautiful sex still does not understand that sex with a beloved woman is fundamentally different from having sex with an unloved?

Does anybody know why you need to urgently transfer the grandmother across the road, until someone else did it?

Can I change my wife with sausage?

How exactly can the fascists understand the personal problems?

Men always remain children. Impudent, puzatenkimi, balding, but very nice babes. True, the first forty years of their childhood are always the most difficult ...

This theater can rightly be called one of the most popular.

Witty performances collect complete rooms.

The actor's talent for artists is worthy of a storm of applause.

Interesting reasoning about the male and female logic.

Laugh from the heart and take note, dear ladies.

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The last coin of his past lives out.

A noble house, a beautiful garden. How good it is here in the spring, when the cherry blossoms!

Now the garden is partially cut down, the villas will be built. Everything is sold, lost.

The new master is happy: his father and on the threshold of such a noble house were not allowed, but now he owns all the property. But also unhappy too: how would he like that this light beauty does not go away so that the former owner of the garden does not leave so that the blooming of the beautiful garden continues like a beautiful fairy tale ... like a dream of that paradise of a carefree noble life in which people do not think about deeds, Trading, money.

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The sad fate of genius.

See and hear a person when he is long gone? Meet with an extinct star? It is possible! We will see how he was. So beautiful! With disheveled hair, from the wind and impatient touches of female fingers. With the gait of a sleeper, with the same playful squint of sky-blue eyes. Razuhabist dances, the rustle of trees and dull urban suburbs ... He remembers everything! Is it an autumn rain or is his soul crying?

Rowdy and drunkard, brawler and reveler. Incorrigible red tape and a frequenter of street fights. But desperately gentle, conceited and very vulnerable. The bitterness of his fate and the scars of his soul are in his poems. God does not choose whom to give talent. He was and remained a bright star in the sky of Russian poetry.

They found him in a stuffy hotel room. The rope wrapped its neck imperiously. The face twisted from suffocation expressed not pain and suffering, but only an all-consuming melancholy. And a yellowed, crumpled piece of paper with farewell words written in his blood. Of course, in verse.

Sergey Yesenin never played by the rules. Just turned and walked away. What a pity that so early !.

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An unusual story of an ordinary family.

Children have long grown up and fled from the parent's nest. What can collect all family members in their home? Mysterious disappearance of the father!

Three daughters and three of their beloved come to the aid of the mother to find the head of the family - a teacher and part-time poet. He is an elderly alcoholic, very well-read and educated.

Once he gave his beloved wife a collection of poems, she told him - three children.

But in search of their father they find a heap of family secrets, a tangle of mutual claims and grievances.

Close-up shows the love of loved ones. But not simple, warm, warming the soul. A special love of cultural and educated people. Love with a touch of snobbery.

It turns out that there can be too much love. Now they understand why they bought houses at a distance from each other. Just to not suffocate from this mutual feeling.

They say "I love you", read "you have to love me", the phrase "I missed you" means "you owe me for my love."

It's amazing how much interesting things can be hidden behind other people's doors.

Do you think that you know yourself and have completely taken place in your life? Try to spend a week with all members of your family.

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Star and death of Vladimir Mayakovsky.

Listen to the butterfly of the poetic heart.

Listen to it! After all, if the poet did create, he left us his poems, then this is simply necessary!

He wore a yellow sweater of three sunset arshins. And he walked the Don Giovanni and the veil.

Consider all the details, get to know him, as if he were alive. More than alive.

How do we represent it? Great, thundering! A frightened, snooty bully, hiding behind his shield like a shield, for his yellow sweater.

He was very young. And he died, and did not grow up. Poet provocateur, shouting his manifestoes. A man with a child's heart.

He still had a monument to him in his lifetime. How he hated every kind of deadness. And adored all life.

Do you know what, Mayakovsky? And let's live together?

Sugar is the taste of life. Him and ours. Sugar is the sweetness of love. Tart and unbearably bitter.

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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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"How long ago it was, and was there anyway what was ..."

With these words from a letter written more than a hundred years ago, a performance begins.

Sisters Prozorov are deeply unhappy. These noble young women never found their place in life.

Most recently their father died, the general. Grief from this loss is difficult for them to survive.

They are gasping for the boredom of a provincial city, and most importantly for lack of love.

And their only brother is unmarried.

The eldest of sisters does not like and does not respect her husband.

The average sister remained an old maid. It seeks to fill the void of its life with a multitude of unnecessary deeds.

The younger sister fell in love, but is afraid even to admit it.

How to survive in the whirlpool of passions and anxieties? Men do not live up to their expectations.

They dream about interesting work, about a new life in a big city, about Moscow.

But it's impossible to escape from oneself.

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Power is something that people aspired to and five centuries ago and twenty ... Power intoxicates, deprives reason, pushes against battles and betrayals. But ... how do we know what happened in this fight?

We open the history textbook, leaf through page after page, vchityvayas in lines, dry, ascertaining facts. But after these names, dates - there are already looming images of people who once lived, but their features are not yet clear, they are so hard to catch.

And then, we close the historical directory and open the book ... On the volume it is written "Pushkin. Boris Godunov". A historical drama, realistic ... in which live people look at us with feelings, fears, aspirations.

They, like flies in amber, are bogged down in intrigues, in a thirst for power, they accomplish crimes, confuse love with a cold cynical calculation, they lose themselves and suffer like soulless dolls when they get to the top.

But when all this comes to life on the stage, dressed in luxurious outfits of those epochs, when from there, from the twilight, a living voice begins to sound, a warning ringing in your ears, and the ghost of the murdered prince flashes, and somewhere near bliss the holy fool, unconditionally you begin to believe - in The history of power, the state of the Russian and those people who created it, wrote on the pages with their own blood and destinies. Which so desperately reliably play on stage wonderful actors, giving us the opportunity to touch the real lives of people far away for us.

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If a woman walks, tilting her head to the left - she has a lover ... In general, if a lady has a head on her shoulders, then she has a lover!

Sultry woman, passionate Italian, for many years endured treason completely impudent husband. Even an adult son is surprised at her angelic patience.

All she wanted was to save her family ... Thought he would come to his senses. But this old ladies' man does not even look at his wife. And in bed she does not interest him at all.

How many deafening scandals they had!

She tried to hang herself and shoot herself. Even in the window she wanted to jump out, but only broke her leg, because her husband was trying to save her.

With the past is over!

Osatanevshaya wife will remove a separate apartment and settle for a new job. Will buy himself enchanting outfits. And her lover will always appear!

And not some loser, and such that all friends envy.

A funny Italian comedy with wonderful actors.

If you want to be happy, be her!

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