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? ..

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.

Each premiere in the Mayakovsky Theater is an event. And not only because this theater has long acquired a "name", but also because the choice always falls on works very unusual, and sometimes specially created for this "scene".

And the "Russian Romance" is no exception. Delivered by Mindaugas Karbauskis on the play of Marius Iwaszkiewicz, who already created for the theater of the delightful "Kant", the performance, the space of which was re-created on the stage by Sergey Barkhin, will necessarily become the pearl of the theatrical season.

So, what will the prime minister tell us about?

This time the speech with the audience will lead to literature, geniuses in literature and their lives, how written, not written, and even the works conceived by the author affect his life. And if we undertake to study the subject of such a subtle - then certainly on the example of one of the most solid, large and significant figures of Russian literature - Lev Nikolaevich Tolstoy.

We, the submissive authorities of the director and the author of the play, will be transferred to the everyday life of the genius creator, in which the fates of fictional heroes are mixed with the fates and lives of his relatives and friends. But, maybe, they not simply mix up? Maybe they are fighting desperately with each other for the "first" place in his life? Who will win? And can there be any victory in such a battle?

You never know what to expect from this bohemian. Creative people are freakish, cruel. They live by their own whims. One word is eccentrics.

They sit, drink tea on their verandah, grasshoppers chirp around, trains rustle. And I think about how to simply bring people into that "bright, kind."

Chatters, of course, but willing to people of good. They will suffer, posokrushayutsya about the fate of the motherland and go to play cards.

Taking on the role of the builder of human souls, the soft-baked writer himself can not keep track of his women.

His wife is ready for everything for him, even to close his eyes to his betrayal. She, of course, forgives, but she always gets a handkerchief out of her pocket.

Writers generally have an amnesty for adultery. What to do, these are the costs of the profession - the muse is always necessary.

It is desirable with a pretty face, tight curls and a slim figure. By the way, the groom of the muse is a revolutionary, and such people do not live long.

Wife - husband - mistress ... but the classic love triangle instantly crumbles and turns into a square when a new woman appears, young and inexperienced.

Fiction is you. The only truth is happiness ... Will he find his restless literator, Lovelace?

A louse or not a louse - that's the question.

A man is on the verge of despair. Is capable of anything. And if a person is also smart, this can lead to disastrous consequences.

Poor student. Even a loaf of doctor's sausage is not worth buying. And then there's a bloody callous in front of the account for studying.

And what is so tempting, glitters on the table with fascination? An old family watch. Nominal, engraved. Do chasers become a chance to escape?

The damned usurer turned out to be an avid rubbish. The money offered will not cover any expenses. This is not to be killed at all. One more old woman, one less.

A sharpened ax - here it is a straw for a drowning man. One blow, the second. Rub a puddle of blood, pick up all the jewels. It is done.

To justify the deed, a very convenient theory has already matured. Who said that you can not kill? Everyone is a louse. And the old woman is a louse. Destroy, get out.

One I have the right. Very smoothly comes out. Knowingly received a diploma.

But no crime will go unpunished.

The verdict is announced. You are sentenced to life imprisonment in hell.

Fires of military roads. They can burn your soul to the ground.

There is a grief that can not be experienced.

The mother of adult twin children asks them to go to Lebanon, to her homeland and find a father and an older brother. They never saw their relatives.

Brother and sister fulfill the last will of the mother.

But they could not even imagine how many troubles had to be experienced by their mother.

She was a Muslim, she lived in a small village. The only one of all my relatives learned to read and write.

In the second third of the twentieth century in the Middle East raging war. She gave birth to the first son in prison, quite young. He was taken from her. All the searches for the child were in vain.

Horrors of war haunted her. After many years, she again went to jail. Loud sang in the cell to drown out the screams of those who were tortured by the villains. She was raped by a jailer who turned out to be her eldest son.

Is he the father of twins?

Passion in this performance reaches the level of the ancient Greek tragedy.

The dark past keeps terrible secrets. Do not try to look into hell.

It was near the sea, where there was azure foam. It was in the port.

What do cats usually do? They wear boots, make peace with restless mice, walk left and right, sing songs, tell tales. Well, some Behemoths fix the Primus.

But quite an amazing case happened with one baleen-striped, who just went out for a walk on the balcony, with fresh air to breathe.

The snow falls on everyone's head, and the gull with the egg has fallen to it. And she made a promise that he would not abandon and raise her newborn chick. It will not be necessary for this cat to walk alone.

More precisely, not one, but just three promises made by the cat: you do not eat a bird, sit an egg, teach to fly.

In this he helps his cat gang: cats of all kinds of breeds, colors and characters. All the hardships and joys of cat's motherhood fall on four moustached nannies.

How to convince a bird brought up by cats that she is not a cat? How to force the chick out of its nest?

In the course are the drawings of Leonardo da Vinci himself, and the laws of aerodynamics. And what to do if your experience is not enough! But, the seagull will fly up, it turns out to be a very flighty bird.

We love different Leopolds, Dorofeev, Matroskins, Basilio, Cheshire and Eshkin cats.

Maybe among these purrs everyone will find his bird of happiness?

How expensive are words in this world! Only a rich man can buy himself an entire offer! And the poor people walk around like mute people. Sometimes, however, there will be found somewhere accidentally ejected word. It is something that a poor man will raise. And already at least something can be said! But is there much use from the disparate words of these? ..

Meanwhile, one poor boy wants to admit his love for a girl with bright red hair ... But he does not have enough words to admit. That is money ...

Is it possible that only the rich will live, telling each other about everything interesting and important? After all, and the poor sometimes just need to speak out, confess your feelings, shower your soul!

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!

"Can not you wait for me to have fun and joy? You can get sick like that. "

Cinderella offended stepmother and sisters.

"Because I'm kind, I'm torn from the morning." She works all day, and all of her only reproach.

But she will surely be happy! Her godmother, a fairy, will help her.

"It's very bad not to go to the ball when you deserve it."

In the palace, both the king and the beautiful prince surround her with care and attention. But the girl must escape no later than twelve.

How good that the prince decided to find a fugitive!

Favorite fairy tale comes to life in a colorful and musical performance.

"One day they will ask: what can you, so to speak, present? And no ties will help you to make the foot small, the soul - big, and the heart - fair. "

"Listen, children: there was a cat in the world, overseas, Angora" and, as it should be for overseas cats, she was glamorous and liked to boast of her refinement: she invited neighbors: a goat with a goat, a rooster with a chicken, a pig, boasted, that he knows how to sing, that the house has beautifully furnished.

Only their nephews, the kittens of minors, did not invite me and did not drink tea: she did not like beggars, who are staggering around the city, they are begging for food.

So the cat's house stood, until it burned down. And how burnt, so suddenly it turned out that there was nowhere to go to the cat! Only to the nephews, whose house - one name: there is no roof, the floors have been eaten by the mouse ...