
The second half of November turned out to be festival. It was not that there were no prime minister in Moscow at that time, but there were no significant and ambitious ones, so I decided to focus on festivals and tour.
At first there was a festival of Russian art in Nice. This event is held for the sixth time, however, the first two were in Cannes. It is quite entertaining, although it proceeds in an atmosphere, unusually relaxed for a journalist, accustomed to frantic festival races. On the day - one or two events, no more. However, it is designed for metropolitan journalists last. And in the first - to the inhabitants of a large, rich, but very provincial city of French south.
The main premises of the festival conducted by the ACR Association (Academy of Russian Culture in France) is a huge building of the Nice National Theater in the very center of the city. Accordingly, the main visitors of the ten days of Russian art are Nitstsky Theater -trees, primarily those who bought a subscription to NTN for the whole year. And subscriptions, as a rule, are bought by wealthy and elderly people - thoroughbred ladies with bluish gray hair and bald men in expensive costumes. Among this audience, as it became clear over the years of the festival, the greatest success is that it is perceived as Russian classical art or national exotic. This year, the State Symphony Orchestra of St. Petersburg under the direction of Vladimir Rylov was responsible for all Russian classical art. He performed with a gala concert of the Russian opera to Glinka's anniversary. The quality of the concert - a sluggish orchestra, coupled with the sad soloists - had to bed, but the elderly local audience was very pleased. It was said that last year the Belarusian opera and ballet theater with the Spartak ballet Theater was responsible for the “classic” and he caused even more enthusiasm of the hall, although Moscow ballet critics, which were at the performance, were wiped out, then they died with laughter, struck by the archaism of the spectacle.
There were a Yakut drama, the dancing of the Eskimos, the Dagestan ensemble "Lezginka" and much more, and everyone was a huge success. And this year, the ensemble of the song and dance of Tatarstan (to the 1000th anniversary of Kazan) was poured for all the national, and again the enthusiasm of the hall was complete. However, there are no complaints about the Tatar artists - they worked honestly: they sang nightingales, walked by Pavami and rode in a boat, changing colorful costumes after each number, but for the few domestic spectators all this looked like some “cranberry” and resembled a Kremlin reporting concert.
Having worked out the “obligatory program” in order to kill local theateraries, the festival was accepted for enlightenment - he introduced the audience to modern Russian art, which this time turned out to be Pitersky. I must say that the background of the festival in Nice looks very convincing in this part: Ginkas came here with a play according to Shagalu (the artist was just buried near the city), there was a shadow theater, a Grishkovets, and the theaters of the modern dance of Tatyana Baganova and Olga Pono. This time the Ahe theater with the “ wet wedding ” known to us came (here it was called the “alchemical wedding” named of one medieval French treatise) - the thousandth hall was divided into outraged “beating” senior spectators and enthusiastically screeching and whistling youth. The modern Russian play represented Valentinov Day Ivan Zarypaev (a sentimental continuation of the old play by Mikhail Roshchin "Valentine and Valentine"). Above this performance in the production of Vasily Senin (the Baltic House Theater), all middle -aged French spectators doused with tears. And when distributing the prizes of the audience jury, which were adopted at the festival, Valentinov Day received a small reward.
But he received the main prize, and indeed the main Nitz event was, Andrei’s play between a dog and a wolf, made according to Sasha Sokolov’s novel , in co -products with NTN specifically to the festival. The " formal theater " of the mighty began to rehearse the performance already in Nice, having arrived a month before the premiere. However, Andrei asked for this show not to be called premiere, but rather a sketch of the performance - he believed that everything was still done so damp that after the final St. Petersburg improvement the performance would become completely different. I, Apparently, the success was complete - the French staged a mighty with the same admiration as our compatriots.
From Russia, the "Formal Theater" was driving a mountain of all kinds of garbage bought on a flea market or found on occasion (the artist "Dog ..." Barmaley, who loves to work with recyclables). Dray robes and sheepskin coats, kutsyi ears, worn boots, fragments of musical instruments, barrels, brooms, graters, clamps, a pateophone, accordion and many other picturesque objects of incomprehensible appointment hung in rows along the entire scene, forming something similar to the forest. Barmaley was concerned about the “collection” and what seemed too new and clean to him, “brought”. The mighty said with surprise: “And the French have excellent garbage dumps! Here we have done a“ school for fools ”in Germany, we couldn’t find anything useful there, everyone had to be taken from St. Petersburg to the last rusty nail, and then there are such luxurious finds - you will not distinguish from Russians!” - and proudly showed some strange copper device with doors and glasses. On a huge scene, all this beauty hung in several tiers, and a video made by a constant video artist of the mighty Alexander Malyshev was projected onto the back: Brueghel's life -based winter paintings.
The one who saw the previous performance of the mighty by Sasha Sokolov - a wonderful “school for fools”, who at one time “Golden Mask” - does not need to explain what the genre of “pictures to the novel” is: impressionist, almost wordless and very musical action, in which the irony is inseparable from lyrics. “Dog ...” connects a lot with the “school ...”, and it is difficult to understand how the curly, viscous-many-sided romance of Sokolov, in which events can not always be found behind stylistic games, has turned into such a transparent stage life of fried and torn Russian peasants. They swing and play, as if in the paintings of Bruegel, and Russian culture naturally exists between them in the form of a caricature Pushkin with a hare, who, as you know, once crossed his path, then in the form of a handsome man in leggings and a tailcoat, which was conditionally called Onegin at rehearsals. That in the form of a ballerina in a pack and on the pointe, into which the whitish and affectionate Sokolovskaya whore of Orina is transformed.
As for the actors, the mighty is now the real “Dream-Sim”: the “dog ...” gathered the brightest, lively and prone to improvisation by the actors who worked with him during the years of the “formal theater”. Oleg Zhukovsky, who had once begun with a mighty, and played in the famous "tree", returned even hilariously ridiculous. And it will be very disappointing if this amazing company remains in St. Petersburg still homeless.
Returning from Nice to Moscow, I found the height of the Stand-up Comedy festival organized by the magazine "Poster". Renata Litvinova was supposed to open a new event, who declared his monospace as a conversation with the audience about love. But the Kinodiva and the novice theater actress, the idea of which was sold especially a lot of tickets, was frightened and affected by the patient, so that the festival really began with two stand-ups: an authentic Englishman named Ian Stone and Psoy Korolenko with a partner under the pretentious name collective unconscious.
Stone was good. A classic small nosy Jew, sarcastic and nimble, which we imagine the “stand-Aper” after the film “Lenny” with Dastin Hofman, chatted for an hour with a “Brest” audience gathered in the club, who understood him without any translator and sometimes retorted that the celebrity did not have time to react and answered the famous questions! ” However, there was no real "gesture", although it was difficult for shy audience. For example, Stone molested a man sitting in the front row for a long time: "What is your name? Do not remember? Look, maybe it is written on the jacket? How? Hugo boss?" When a person tried to retire into the back rows, Stone moved after him, continuing to have fun. In general, the topics of the performance were traditional for the stand-up. Sex: "We warm up - hands up, to the sides, on the genitals of the neighbors. Warm up? .. I recently saw such an erection in the pool’s soul!" Jewish: “I hope everyone understands that I am a Jew? Muslims are there? Yeah, some tension arose! .. I have extreme flesh? I also have at home in a jar!” Politics: "Why do you have such a Nazi theme in the design of the Kyiv metro station: blonde in brown shirts? It seems that I started this topic too early?" Religious: “I will say only seven and a half hours, and then we will all pray ... Well, how do you like“ The Passion of Christ? .. ”If your religion is so fragile that it reacts to jokes, look at yourself ..." Drugs: "I do not like drugs - because of my nose I have to spend 60 pounds on one snap." Well and so on: pedophilia, homosexuality and other plots that you can’t pass by.
After this peppy joker, the performance, which was given on the same scene with Psa Korolenko with Kirill Bogolyubov, looked depressing. Having hung a portrait of Arkady Raikin over the stage, a couple of shockmen decided to demonstrate the hall what she considered the traditional Soviet stand-up: Raikin himself, Ilchenko and Kartsev, Tarapunka with Stepsel, Zhvanetsky, Zucchini 13 chairs, a parodist of Alexander Ivanov, epigrams of Valentin Gaft and so on. But all this is in a prepared form, with a kind of intellectual spinning spin like the inclusion in the Kartsevsky dialogue about the warehouse of requirements to immediately give out a “nameless meaning” or “puberty”, or into some kind of humor about a prostitute to insert a few words about her interest in Kierkegor and Leibniz. Further, it is clear that Jung, Heidegger appeared in jokes, not to mention Sorokin with Pelevin. At the same time, the young man of the Bogolyubov, which is not possible for the stage (who in press releases characterizes himself only “scientist-experimenter, the original theologian, radical psychologist and psychopath”), as well as me very beloved and incredibly talented dog looked dull, pretentious and stray jokers from amateur performances, in which the gloomy audience did not throw tomatoes only from delicacy and only delicacy respect for the past merits.
Unfortunately, I could not see other performances at this festival, but I know from the stories that they promised to read their new mysterious opus “Ex-EX” fashion brothers of the Presnyakovs in the end abandoned. That Andrei Lapin, similar to the bodybuilder, who was going to state something tantric, in the presence of numerous fans gradually undressed naked and talked about how to achieve orgasm. That Elena Morozova and Sergey Frolov, who played the text of Rodion Beletsky, went out into the hall to ask the audience about their first sexual experience, and the most successful of the domestic Apera stand - Nikolai Fomenko - also far from leaving the plots of the “material -bodily bottom”. All this, however, is interesting in its own way.
And now, having relaxed among the ambiguous jokes, Muscovites should prepare for the new powerful festival canonade, which begins now and will distract us from current theatrical premieres for a long time. Ahe, who had already arrived from Nice, began to play in Crocus Expo the grandiose performance of Sine Loco. On the first of December, Joseph Naja “The Diary of the Unknown”, the NET festival will begin, in which this time is a very strong program, including the performance of Korshunovas, two performances of Ostermaire, the performance of an unknown, but a very famous Arpad Shilling and much more. In addition, in December, Moscow will show the performances of two geniuses: the world premiere "Songs of the Songs" of the Nyakroshus and "Window Window" Pina Baush. About other things - I am silent.