100 years Galich

“Today and daily”-so, a quote from Galich was called the column of Lera Novodvorskaya, written by her for the 90th anniversary of the poet. Today, at midnight, the first channel will show the film by Elena Yakovich to the centenary of Alexander Galich

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It happens. The respectable, outwardly loyal Soviet screenwriter and playwright suddenly leaves the genre, from the role, from the row. What happened in the late 50s with Alexander Galich, former Ginzburg? ... After the XX Congress, he found out everything about the camps, and this shocked him so much that his talent scored a fountain, and Galich himself became a seer. He will die in Paris in 1977, but so far everything he wrote is not outdated.

He did not become a ceshell, did not call to burn bonfires and sing songs by the river. It was cheap for the Soviet intelligentsia: a tourist bonfire instead of autodafe and a picnic on holidays instead of a riot. And Galich wrote “sailor silence” for the newborn “Contemporary”, this terrible play about the Jews given to the Blean, equal to both Stalin, and Hitler’s wise men, and about cars arrested with the inscription “Bread” on the back. (We got the film "Dad", but he is weaker than the play.) The performance was rehearsed, but banned. Then Galich takes the guitar at the ready and goes into battle. For example, in 1968: “Again, again - with a thunder among clarity, lumpy in the throat, a bullet in the trunk: - Citizens, Fatherland in danger, our tanks on a foreign land!”

Galich realized that the protest intelligentsia did not need people in the 60s, and foresaw that it would not be needed either in the 90s, nor in the 2000s, nor in 2008. He understood and continued to write and catch the era and the country. At illegal concerts and illegal film, in their “prohibited reality”. He was not printed, he was deprived of legal concerts, he was not fed and not allowed to feed. It was good Jeanne d'Arc! She could hope to expel the British from France. Could Galich dream of the expulsion of scoops from the Council of State?

He deduced the formula for the scoop. “He drank vodka and drank cologne, he sang songs and took women in a capture! And how much he pushed Kyle! And how much he was running out in the stages! And dry was his bread, and the night was simple! But all the peoples in front of him are in dust. Here he is standing - a happy person who was born in a nationwide shirt! "

He, who saw the first restoralization, foresaw ours today. “There will be no sacrifice in the world to raise a spear at me, if I die, what can be,” my kingdom will be eternal. ”

The funny and terrible Soviet life, ridiculed by Galich, went into fiction, but neither the people, nor power, nor their relationship changed. There are no district committees, there are chic offices; The “Volga” are thrown into a landfill, instead of them “Merses” and “Bentley”, but also in these offices the same thing, “in those smoky halls - wolves kick people like dogs, and after that wolves will sit down in the black“ Volga ”, smoke the Virgin tobacco.” They always longed for the “dough” and now exchanged ideology for him. And we did not exchange a free time for freedom; When the Yeltsin gifts spent, they remained with their bars and shackles.

In the early 70s, Galich was kicked out of the Union of Writers and from the Union of Cinematographers. In 1974, they kicked out of the country. He had three more years of freedom and work on “Freedom” - to the ridiculous death from a shock. But he managed to combine the rage of biblical prophets-reinforced people, the courage of the unarmed David and the noble good of Jesus.

And we left the prophecy. We know what awaits us. The poem "After the party." They gathered, drank, bit, listened to the old record of Galich. “And some guest will say:“ From these jokes is chilly, and the author in vain thinks that the devil himself is not his brother! ” “Well, what are you, Ivan Petrovich,” the hostess will answer him, “there is nothing to be afraid of the author, he died a hundred years ago.” The railway schedule has not changed. "Our train goes to Auschwitz - today and daily."

First published in NT No. 41 of October 13, 2008