The well-known writer Viktor Astafyev volunteered for the front. He went through the war as a simple soldier. After a year he looks back, remembers his youth.
Once he was just Vitya, a "cheerful soldier", and in the war he was able to comprehend simple human truths, joys and sorrows, with which the world is rich in both military and peacetime. After all, it is possible to experience the death of loved ones with bitterness and rejoice at the first love, under any circumstances.
But this soldier is not so simple, though youthful, this soldier: he knows what price the victory has been gained, he will be able to tell in his works about the inconspicuous but most significant people, honest, sometimes inconspicuous workers, each of whom introduced his own Contribution to the common cause.
Strange things of love ...
Two close friends love the same woman. She is the wife of one of them. And she gave birth to three children from another.
It would seem a banal story. But we are talking about those who left a significant mark in Russian culture.
The famous writer Alexander Herzen has long lived in London. He was forced to emigrate from Russia because of his political views.
To him comes his longtime friend Nikolay Ogaryov together with his wife. They begin to publish the magazine "Bell".
Revolutionary impulses, the struggle against serfdom - they write about it in the journal.
Herzen is only one year younger than Ogaryov. She is much younger, very attractive.
But it's not about age. They were overwhelmed by passions. Herzen was a leader, she liked it. And I could not refuse ...
How could these idealists live this way?
Why was a clever, well-educated woman, the daughter of a nobleman who sympathized with the Decembrist movement, betrayed her husband and his best friend?
It is interesting that in her memoirs she concealed her love for Herzen.
The love triangle is not equilateral.
A vortex of memories with reflections on decency, traditions and honor.
Restaurant - a world full of temptations, on whatever side of the world you were. If you are having fun in the hall - you are seduced by luxury, idleness, a sense of sublimity over the world in general, and the presence of helpful waiters adds ghostly conceit.
And what about the flip side of this luxurious world? Who are they, these little "fussy" people? What becomes a temptation for them? Perhaps, someone dropped "five hundred" rubles?
And what are they living, inconspicuous, helpful waiters? Look, there's one, he has such an expressive face and eyes, what does he think?
Maybe all of his memories will start to appear behind him, like "background", forming into living pictures. After all, the main thing here is him.
He and his life against the backdrop of a "vague" revolutionary time, when any life's stability collapses under the pressure of strength, which not everyone can resist.
The son goes to the "revolutionaries", the daughter escapes from the house and the child gets accustomed, everything rolls down somewhere and how to stop all this is incomprehensible. And then there's the constant "bring - give".
And how can you maintain your inner dignity and not lose faith in life?
"You want an animal's happiness, but life will not let you get drunk and be happy, and sometimes it will be strangled with blows."
Women are unpredictable. From them you can wait for anything.
A young widow still mourns for her husband, but she is bored with her alone. That would meet a real man! He would have been her support in life, and she would have surrounded him with care.
But some impudent person comes to her estate, who demands that she immediately give away the money that his husband owed him.
How dare he talk so insolently with a woman! Yes, he is handsome, tall and stately. In addition, a brave military man. But completely ill-mannered! Maybe I should fall into a swoon?
Here such cheat! Lured all the same guy.
And the second lady to match her. For a long time she misses the girls. It would Seem to be happy for any groom. And a familiar neighbor came to her, a decent and decent man.
True, a little zanudliv. But this is not the main thing.
And she absolutely tortured him with cavils. So you can stay without a husband!
It's good that her father hinted at the purpose of his neighbor's visit.
But will the young people be happy?
"In family life, the most important screw is love."
Return of the legend.
This piercing story of an unusually strong, rebellious and extraordinary soul, languishing in loneliness, attracts the attention of Roman Viktyuk for more than 30 years.
And the point here, perhaps, in the extraordinary talent that manifested itself in every line that Tsvetaeva wrote.
So it should not be surprising that the first production - a work about an extraordinary woman, the will of fate and the anger of the goddess of love, blazing unusually strong feelings for her stepson, brought the director an unprecedented success.
And now - the return of the play took place. Although, is it possible to consider it a return, or is it an update of a legend in which there are no guilty, and there are only innocent ones?
Rather, this is a rethinking and a completely new reading of the genius work. A refined interweaving of dance, singing, reading, playing and even gestures and facial expressions. All this together creates an extraordinary atmosphere saturated with foreseeing of the tragic finale, which draws into the world of the endless struggle of a woman strong with her own passion, wrong and frightening.
Is it worth sacrificing yourself for the sake of someone else's happiness?
The drama of the life of a "small man", a modest toiler.
The rural landowner Ivan Voynitsky and his niece have been working hard for many years. She calls his uncle Vanya. All the income from the estate they send to the former husband of the landlord's sister.
He seemed to them an outstanding man, a great scientist. They read his scientific works and were horrified. Just "old biscuit, learned wolf"!
A scientist is visiting the estate. With him is a beautiful young wife, in whom Voynitsky falls in love. He starts drinking for the first time.
But the scientist did not appreciate the assistance of the landlord, he plans to sell the estate and buy a dacha for himself. The fate of Uncle Vanya and his niece does not interest him.
Voinitsky is struck by ingratitude. He put his whole life on this estate! Refused from family happiness, lived in the backwater ...
Now they, former relatives, have become enemies. The bitterness of broken hopes ... Did Uncle Vanya have lived his life in vain?
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.
"Can a black horse bite a bit?" Is it really my dear ... "
What amazing Russians people described Vasily Shukshin in his stories! One is more colorful than the other.
All of them are united by their curiosity for life and the desire to learn the truth, and not idle speculation.
Among them, a curious, thrifty and lonely old peasant, whose adult children have long gone to the city.
He suffers from a hangover, pestering the questions of the boy who lives in his hut. The schoolboy dreams of becoming a doctor, he studies well. He with such joy tells his grandfather about long-distance space flights.
The mechanic is worried that in the Gogol's bird-troika there goes the swindler Chichikov. He does not even know how to explain this to his son.
And why should this fastidious rushing? Where should he hurry? Do people fool? He and the teacher discuss it. He will think about it, but he will not give a reasonable answer.
In the play there are a lot of old Russian songs, almost forgotten, intimate and touching.
Heroes yearn, suffer from injustice, but do not surrender and do not betray friends.
"Do I resemble such an innocent one?"
"You've wiped the revolution from your face - and you look great!"
The vicious Marquise was imprisoned for seventeen years.
From boredom, he painted portraits of his enemies and began to talk with them.
Evil enemies he placed in an imaginary theatrical box and tried to play along with them a play, which he himself came up with.
Is the Marquis de Sade on the verge of insanity?
But he reasoned reasonably enough. He even turns to God.
Did he renounce his addictions? It is high time for him to think about those whom he once humiliated, offended, punished.
He is visited by a woman who still loves the Marquis.
A stylish and exquisite performance based on the witty imagination of Andrei Maximov.
An uncontrollable dreamer looks more worthy than the pragmatists around him.
"A servant is one who lives in a constant fear of losing something; One who never does acts under the influence of emotions, but always calculates: if I do so and so-so will I lose or gain? "
"Over the mountain Li rain and fog, in the river Che - water comes. Far from them, I did not know rest from melancholy! I went there and came back ... nothing special! "
They are striving for peace of mind. Than the heart to calm down? How to calm sadness? You can read your favorite poems.
In this gray room, whether in prison or in the hospital, a group of strangely dressed people play the stories from a good children's book about Winnie the Pooh and his friends.
The gray watchman plays the boy Christopher Robin, and the dear girl - touching Piglet. Next to them is a highly educated Owl and retired Eeyore.
All of them carefully listen painfully familiar to the older generation of the song "The Beatles" and some tedious and absurd speeches LI. Brezhnev. Such an unimaginable mix.
Sometimes a train seems to pass by them on one rail, but it is clear that this is the road to nowhere. And around - poverty and squalor, woeful life and ruin.
The performance is complex, multifaceted, but extremely lyrical. Everyone will find something in him that is close to his soul.
And who just does not call the hotline!
Someone lost himself and the meaning of life - he urgently needs to be assured that there is a meaning, otherwise the unfortunate person will impose himself on himself.
But the lady: everything measures and measures outfits, but no one calls her and no one comes to her. How to convince her that she still needs someone?
And where to call those who sit on the phone of trust and help people? Maybe these people have their own problems, and their troubles and misfortunes happen. Maybe they themselves are waiting for someone to help them, will heal them, comfort them. Yes, only they have one concern: others to comfort and calm, not think about oneself.