How they buried the great

Necrophils from TV are in no hurry to say goodbye to Zhvanetsky, Dzhigarkhanyan, Viktuk

In the deaf season, they left one by one - Zhvanetsky, Dzhigarkhanyan, Viktyuk, Barkhin. From such a chain of terrible events, even necrophilian TV for a moment fell into a stupor. Borisov-Malakhov tried to babble something universal, but it turned out even more disgusting than the usual digging in other people's linen.

Having quickly woke up, the masters of funeral affairs bravely dived into the personal life of national idols. The feverish revision of real estate and bank accounts, native children and illegitimate, lovers and lovers began.

The voice of the nameless host of NTV vibrates from the anticipation of this work: "The struggle for the inheritance of Zhvanetsky in half a billion promises to be tense."

Already found either the sixth or seventh child Mikhail Mikhailovich, but the search has just begun. The restless Malakhov even at Viktyuk suspected the presence of a little boy. And he immediately became worried: what kind of child is it, he will claim your inheritance. Roman Grigoryevich was alert: "What is the inheritance?" “Creative,” Malakhov grinned in response. “Ah, this is please,” Viktyuk sighed in relief.

The advanced television minds were puzzled by the mysticism of the simultaneous death of the best people of culture. Specialists in the Tarot cards, fortune -telling on the coffee grounds, coupled with astrologers of all stripes, crawled out on the forefront.

However, esoteric studies quickly faded with falling comets - the main culprits of death. Only the only true - Blokovskaya - version of the care was not considered: Zhvanetsky, Dzhigarkhanyan, Viktyuk killed the lack of air. This did not touch Barkhin, he breathed with other air. The artist, scenographer, writer, whose gift is not measured by duty epithets, was lucky. It belongs to that small category of public people, about whom they do not talk in "let them talk." Sergei Mikhailovich formed the space of life - both in performances and in reality. The author’s program about him of another piece person, Anatoly of Smelyansky, is called: “The invention of space. Theater for yourself. " And this one program is enough to understand the scale of the phenomenon.

A television image is a special substance in its inaccuracy. Even in a successful, seemingly Zhvanetskoye, which did not leave the screen for several decades, the contradiction between the existing and visible was easily discovered. The personality of the writer is much more interesting and deeper than his public role. Viktyuk TV recalled sporadically - too bright, distinctive, does not fit into the canon. For several years he conducted the program “The Poetical Theater of Roman Viktyuk” on the TVC, but the later exit on the air almost deprived the author of the opportunity to meet with the viewer. The most terrible fate went to Dzhigarkhanyan. In recent years, he was literally killed by the leading channels of the power. Each program about the Master (and there were hundreds) demanded an immediate court - God, human, criminal. Today, the same people who killed him daily, pour tears about a brilliant actor.

People in the studios, called friends and witnesses of the Great, are a separate anthropological category. Without their active participation of shabashi regular invasions into someone else's life, it would be impossible.

Lovers of such invasions have always existed. The pride of the Silver Age - the inhabitants of the "vagabond dog" - called them "pharmacists." Inflibe, albeit mirage, was worth a decent money to the bohemian life: the entrance fee was charged from the guests. The current "pharmacists" are more lucky. They do not pay, but they pay them. The secrets of other people's keyhings cost atomic money, but the channels will not stand at the price.

The vertical take-off of Vitalina, the young ex-woman of Dzhigarkhanyan, convincingly proves: the current "pharmacists" are more popular than stars, which they are called to peep. Vitalina - Smerdyakov in a skirt - has long commented on not so much his fate as the Supreme Arbitration as the fate of others. The tabloids of the Coronavirus era is generally the topic of topics.

Here the words end, but the rotation in the Kunstkamer does not end. The other day, even near Vitalina, the throne swayed.

The secular lioness Alena Kravets (there is also such a nomination by Borisov - Malakhova) decided to shake the base. They had not yet managed to bury Dzhigarkhanyan, and the lady has already stated that she would give birth to a child from him. According to her, Armen Borisovich has long left his biomaterial in a certain clinic. Madame Kravets has already prepared names for future children. The vigilant lawyer Zhorin immediately warned the secular lioness: they will not receive an inheritance. Alena initiated by the violent capture of other people's sperm - a new word on yellow TV.

Another new word is prompted by Viktyuk himself. In the last interview with Malakhov, he touched on the topic of the departure of the Great. Put: we say, we don’t know anything about it. He reinforced his thesis with a life-affirming story about Knipper-Chekhova. She turned 90, and she went to bed with letters and in beautiful linen every night. In the morning she woke up with the words: another night was in vain. She was waiting for love at 90. So Roman Grigoryevich, not wanting that, determined the next promising vector in the development of the genre. The subconscious, dreams, dreams of the Great - all this, undoubtedly, in the near future, will also replenish along with the bank of elite spermatozoa Treasury of tabloid abomination.

As was said, life defeats the death of an unknown science in a way.