On the eve of winter and the expectation of summer.
We all live in anticipation of a miracle. Waiting for happiness and love.
What are we just ready to do to achieve this? And then, to save and keep?
Is it possible to call a tangle of passion, hatred, melancholy and romance - love? And what does true love look like?
They were ready for anything for the sake of love. They were ready to commit mortal sin for the sake of their feelings.
Life is a worthy price for love? If love is an infinite good, can it atone for murder?
In this endless series of difficult questions, they simply try to be happy. But is it possible to build happiness on the misfortune of another?
Once a former classmate, now a district policeman calls her a summons. Her husband is missing. However, the spouse did not disappear. He's just no more, she killed him. Now no one will beat her, and there are no more barriers to their love.
But the ugly reality does not give a chance to sincere feelings. Madness comes with the ghost of her husband, now caring, sober and worried about the happiness of the children. Is he now alive than all living people?
Such a different - the love of people ...
Love it? People?
Is it possible to give love and hurt at the same time?
He is a charming Frenchman, a sophisticated seducer. He pretends to be a wolf in sheep's clothing, fascinates a woman, and then throws it.
She is an experienced coquette. Itself is not averse to entertain and invent an affair.
Having got carried away with gambling, they are jealous of each other, they choose as their victim a young innocent girl.
Poor thing, why did she only come to such a cynical world from reliable monastic walls?
The intriguers can not be stopped. They went so far as to retreat too late, and nowhere.
The meek girl became a pawn in the game, where the seducer must be seduced, and the deceiver will be deceived. The vice punishes vice in a vicious way.
"Love and hate, loyalty and betrayal, debauchery and virtue - choose according to your taste. In this den of debauchery there is room for everything. "
Only true love can overcome any difficulties. Insidious schemers will be punished.
A wonderful play on the most brilliant novel of the eighteenth century about the mysteries of the human soul.
"Every woman who agrees to meet an immoral man becomes his victim."
Favorite songs of our Soviet past. Well, if among them will be your favorite.
Most, of course, about love.
"Where the maple rustles over the river wave, we talked about love with you. Noisy that maple, the field is haunted by the haze, and love, like a dream, passed by. "
But there are also hooligan-table women: "Bells-bells are ringing. Our horses raced for two hours in a row. Our horses have become tense - the long journey. Is not it time for us to wave a glass? "
The broken songs of the time when the Moscow residence permit was almost an unattainable dream.
"Mom, I love the janitor!" Mom, I'll go for the janitor! Janitor without problems and risk
In a moment will make a residence permit. That's why I like janitors! "
And of course, compassionate, touching the soul: "Stand by the locomotive, do not rush, wheels. Conductor, press the brakes. I hasten to see my mother's mother with the last greet to appear on the eyes. "
But the mischievous, of course, more. Among them, an unforgettable "Chicken roasted".
Come! You will not regret.
Chekhov - beloved, dear, close, understandable ...
Four brothers and a sister, a nice, friendly family. In the summer - fishing, in the winter - Cossack songs, amicably, harmoniously: "It's full, you, snowballs ..."
And then - the first love: the sister brought her friend Lika back to the house ...
Then the young Chekhov will go on a trip to Sakhalin and return to our already quite familiar Chekhov, in a pince-nez, with a mustache and beard.
With Lika will have to leave, she will go to Paris with another writer. She will write letters, and Chekhov - will write to her in reply: sweet correspondence, where youth, and feelings, and mature reflections - everything is clear, everything is told - from heart to heart.
Oh, these absinthe dreams!
The atmosphere of the old French cafe reigns on the stage: here they came to dissolve in drowsy dreams to dream and dream ...
The green light looms everywhere - it is a reflection of greenish absinthe, a terrible potion now forbidden.
It gives birth to visions.
But not only does it envelops and stupefies - the music is stronger than the green charms of the drink. Visitors to the cafe sing: four voices, four characters, four fates, four sung stories. Here it is, the ability to pour out the soul in the song!
Becoming a father is easy. It's hard to be a father.
Forgive an impudent parent of adult children? He had not seen them for fifteen years!
Dad left the family when the children were small. The boy stayed behind the eldest - my mother drank.
Lived brother and sister is difficult. The main thing is that they survived. Now they are adults.
My brother has a small business. There is no family.
The sister is married, but on the verge of a divorce. Therefore, he is friends with the bottle. In the world of television, it's difficult to keep a husband.
The news that my father would like to meet with them was a complete surprise to them.
They will show him that they are doing well!
The brother arranged with an occasional woman. He will introduce her to his father as his wife. But who could have imagined that she would stick her nose into everything?
Father came to them with his new wife. Will he find a common language with his children?
He needs to hurry - he will have an operation.
Lyrical comedy about how difficult it is for children and parents to understand each other.
Parents who are lucky with children are usually children who are lucky with their parents.
It's not hard to marry, it's hard to be married.
But it is difficult for some to even take this first step. Say goodbye to a bachelor life - how to say goodbye to yourself.
How cozy it is in its shell. So I would have lived all my life, lying on the couch, not touching anyone.
But a restless friend recently married and decided now that everyone around should be married. I even found a bride. On all personal data - complete coincidence. A merchant's daughter, that's right.
But not only that for the bride's need to get up from a violent place, and go through a whole casting in the fight for the girl's heart.
And she does not hurry to choose. Of the six applicants, there was not one ideal. Now if the nose of one, the hair of another, the money of the third. Executor, officer, sailor, advisor ...
But for all at once to marry not to leave. I'll have to make an agonizing choice.
He, like her, lives in a world of dreams and fantasies. But dreams are not the worst thing in this world. From comedy to tragedy, one step must be taken.
Something to change, to decide something. At once!
And the final will remain open. How will the window remain open, in which the groom jumped out on the eve of the wedding.
Moral: read the fine print in the contract. Harder, but more reliable.
The girl from the future is the same as any of our contemporaries, only more courageous and advanced: she is well versed in technology and knows that if her husband is not among the familiar men, one can always turn to a special agency where she will be picked up by her order. .. husband-robot!
And what is so bad about such a mechanical groom? Made in full accordance with the wishes of the "bride", he is handsome, well read, clever ...
And even when something does not work out for them - not everything is so easy even with robots! - The girl will not pass. He will come to a popular show, tell about his love failures. And before her, women shed tears before the screen, they complained about the suitors who fled!
How so? It turns out that, no matter how you twist the gears of love, no matter how you try to calculate everything, and happiness is simply not measured, not constructed, assembled, disassembled, as a designer.
Something from my childhood ...
Here you run, you run, you gasp. And then the child's help: "I'm in the house!" And that's all, no one will besiege.
A Tale of Poor Relatives. Do not have time to start a separate living area, like here: "I can drink water from you, otherwise I want to sleep that night!"
Mouse housewarming celebrated. To her there and then the brother-hedgehog with a frog, a foxy-sister with a wolf, Petka-cockerel. Relatives can not refuse!
But one was superfluous. I do not understand how the bear could have thought that it would fit in the mouse's house ?!
Very kind, very dear to the heart of the fairy tale "Teremok".
Childhood is the most wonderful time for kids, and the most important is for parents.
Teach children to distinguish between good and bad, spending weekends with them in the theater - a pledge of happiness in a tenement called Family.