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In the theater center “On the Passionate,” the next ceremony of presenting the award of the Moscow branch “Nail of the Season” was held - apparently, the last in the usual format.

It never occurred to me to write about the “nail”: as a rule, the video recording the next day ended up in You T Ube , and all those interested could easily do without boring retells. This time they decided not to do the ceremony to the general public. God the news, whether this was a decision of the reign of the STD or the leading and co -authors of the “nail” - Konstantin Bogomolov and Sergey Epishev. They, of course, feel deprived of the hall, but it is possible that the decision turned out to be correct. In an unhealthy social situation, and more harmless spectacles are offended by someone's feelings, and the Bogomolov and Epishev do not spare, withstanding their entertainment in the constant style of vigorous and hazardous arrogance. The discouraging action of the “nail” which for a year is clearly illustrated by the offended reactions of the first deputy chairman of the STD Evgeny Steblov. He pronounces his parting word at the very beginning of the ceremony, but in the five to ten minutes that the mantis and Epishev are heating the scene before its appearance, manages to nervous. This year, the ceremony began with an energetic coob, which consisted of an electronic bat and a looped phrase of Steblov from some discussion: “Well, the hair just stands on end when you have to watch performances sometimes.” Evgeny Yuryevich clearly did not appreciate the humor, and instead of the laureates laid by the protocol, the “nail” began to send to the leading not very intelligible knuckles to be interspersed with quotes from the Holy Scriptures.

Inattention to the current laureates, however, cannot be called unforgivable. The very list of the best performances in Moscow last season, offered by experts of the “nail”, looks like it would be more divided ... Extravagant, or something. If with the total lack of nominees in it the upcoming “golden mask” can still be somehow reconciled, then the shortage of resonant performances, “mask” rejected, does not explain evenly anything. Why did the “nail” awarded the “prince and the poor” theater in Serpukhovka, and, say, “smile at us, Lord” by the theater of Vakhtangov? Why was Ramt not represented by Lada, or Joy, Marina Brusnikina, who liked many, but Yuri Grymov's “Elgernon flowers”? Perhaps these (I admit that I have not seen) the performances are excellent, but are they really surpassing their many competitors? The unexpected interest of experts of the “nail” in the opera genre, which previously occupied them, looked no less strange. The lonely “Aida” of the theater of Stanislavsky and Nemirovich-Danchenko fought for the title of the best performance except the Fomenko Workshop and Kant of Mayakovsky Theater of the Fomenko Workshop. As a result, Kant of Mindaugas Karbauskis looked an indisputable, one hundred percent favorite and received the main “nail”: if everything was done for this noble purpose, then the special operation should be recognized as successful.

In this situation, the traditional claim to Epishev and Bogomolov that they de is pushing the laureates to the periphery of the audience attention was removed automatically: feeling the awkwardness of the award alignment, the winners themselves were in a hurry to evacuate from the stage and, it seems, did not particularly object to caustic jokes that were distributed to them. The morality of the "prince and the beggar" was presented from the stage in a poetic form: "Not life, but a fairy tale, if you are a deripaska." “Fantasies of Phavryev” became the reason for the stylization of verbal diarrhea of ​​theatrical critic: “This performance is about a dentist, a person who treats his teeth, staged in a theater that heals souls. He, figuratively speaking, has become a crown of the repertoire. ” “Kant” was honored under the song “ Tiger Lillies Life ' S a CUNT ” , they called an explosive event in the life of the Central District of the city of Moscow and a beautiful edging of the theater process. Epishev wondered why the artists of Filippov and Kostolevsky were often occupied in tandem, and answered him on behalf of each of the artists, as well as on behalf of the director Karbauskis: it turned out. Bogomolov was performed by a languid romance near Vertinsky, grief that Karbauskis was disfigured on Facebook: "My PC is extinguished, be cursed by Zuckerberg." However, from the discussion of the content of the performance, the leading “nails” evaded, citing the fact that they did not understand anything in it: “Our mind is clean and alien to all criticism.”

On the passionate, the end of the beautiful era was celebrated: the element of the carnival remained in the past - if only because the masks were finally dropped.

More, Ramtu got this evening. The presenters called the author of the play “Flowers for Elrinon” Yuri Grymov “mumudous and mutating”, and his engagement in the theater was explained by the fact that Aleksey Borodin took Grymov for Krymov. However, according to the presenters, everything ended safely: Grymov, “like Dantes, hit the first time and forever,” so Ramta’s artists now apply “Grym” to each other and repeat “our Grym”. The reason for a separate enchanting reprise was the recent release in the Ramt of the Nuremberg process and Denski Stories. Epishev and Bogomolov estimated the distribution to the "Adolfkina Stories": the Stirlitz will, of course, play the artist Isaev.

A lot of “warm” words went to the German classic Peter Stein, director of Aida. It was, as they say, “Alaverds”: Stein in an interview before the premiere of his “Godunov” at the ET Cetera theater suddenly rushed to criticize the Lenkom performance of Bogomolov based on the same play by Pushkin. Meanwhile, the vaunted Prime Minister Stein was accepted quite sourly. Bogomolov said that he was saddened by the failure of Boris Godunov. "Yours, Kostya?" - asked Epishev. “Ah, if ...” Stein’s invitation was the reason for a poetic exercise on the topic of Western sanctions and Russian peace: “They are Rashn Schwein to us, and we are hello, Stein.”

All these lawless knitting in another serve, perhaps, would have sounded evil, but the Bogomolov and Epishev reliably dissolved them in the general atmosphere of charming permissiveness. From among the rewarded, the most organized in what was happening on the stage, Teresa Durov with her circus genes fit into the stage. Not afraid of the catch, she took a whip out and rushed to train the unbelted animals that had been pretending to be leading in the evenings. And then, from the microphone, she said that she recognized them - a couple of desperate red clowns.

At an hour and a half, the “nail of the season” fit a weighty damn thing that: Bogomolov and Epishev appeared to the public, shaking their overhead bellies, and went into the apartments, talking with the Volkostrelov and Zhitinkin sitting in the hall. They sang truly Russian song by Vika Tsyganova (along with striptezers from the Egoist club in elegant leather panties of the patriotic cut) and “Aid” (well, that is, about the opera “Aida”). They were engaged in counter-propaganda of homosexuality, exposed the theater leviathan, welcomed the leading artist of the troupe of the Alfa-Centaurus Drama Theater named after Chubakki and carved juice from the birch tablet of the stage of the Center on the Passionate (this mizanceanneism was presented as a fragment from the new performance of the Moscow Governor Russian Damn). And completely in vain, the artist Oleg Sokolov called the Pushkin Hero called the chairman (it is clear what - the chairman of the STD) to stop the feast during the plague: “Kalagula’s plays” fucked up as the last time.

Since this one, apparently, was really the last. And the point is not only that both the Bogomolov and Epishev have long outgrown the age and the status of carpets. Time changed, and on a passionate celebrated the end of the beautiful era. The element of the carnival remained in the past - if only because the masks are finally dropped. Yes, and to joke further, everyone is invited mainly at their own expense: on regular banquets during the upcoming plague, apparently, there will not be enough budget elementary.