Wanderers on stars and other nooks of consciousness
On July 29, the Chekhov festival ends in Moscow. Each time, theater are almost crying, saying goodbye to the world -class theater, and this year there are more than usual reasons for tears. The festival was a success than ever. Well, maybe how long I have not succeeded. Many participants are to blame for this, but above all, Canadians who complete the festival. Robert Lepage with his inaccurate monospores is a phenomenon from which the Moscow audience will not wake up soon.