Looked new to me interesting the play 30 year old. Old theatre-goers, I hope it doesn’t…
This is a very graphic illustration of the existential oeuvre of Vasily Shukshin. Actually, those who follow the works of Kurginyan and etc had noticed that he rarely speaks about Creativity outside the context of the “Russian mistress”.
In addition, the show is a huge cultural slap in the face for wishing to restore the Brezhnev era. We need something new, not rotting.
Spaceships fly, factories smoke, where death disease? And she alone can carry on the vine.
The play is simple, there are a couple of jokes, the audience begins to laugh. Meanwhile, the question raised is serious.