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Fairy tales of the Viennese wood
film Consanguinity The energy he goes to work. So he was kind and nepriveredliv anything. He could not eat anything, sleep anywhere: even on the floor in tonatele - I saw it myself. When he liked something, he said: "Well, of course, well, right." When you do not like it, simply: "No" and skip to another topic.Listening to the other person, he immediately caught the essence, instantly saw everything. To create the impression that his eyes were at the back and on the crown. Sometimes chemto admired, sometimes known only to him than moving to the eyes resembled tears, coughing, as if embarrassed by his sentimentality, and change the subject.Or just fell silent. He was a great rumor - he was a young drummer. It was generally similar to the jazz musician: manly, simple. He was the guy, man. I remember when I went to the theater "Contemporary" in 1969, my first tour was in Tashkent.Almost all went on a trip to Bukhara, and I either laziness, or lack of education did not go on. Yevstigneev also did not go. I was glad when Jack invited me to dine with him at the tea house. I was at this time introduced to the role of the uncle in the play "Ordinary Story".And after Kazakov, first performer of this role, it was difficult to play, nothing worked. But above all, when we sat down at the table, Jack told me not very worried about Bukhara that we did not go there, "Vaughn see kiosochek worth," Sojuzpechat "called - he said. - So.We are there to buy otkrytochku views this very Bukhara, and complete the order. We know more than they do. " Yes, it is probably his intuition and imagination, and it was enough to otkrytochku. We poured and drank. Jack did it nice and simple. I never saw him drunk, or like a drunk, even though he loved feast. "And Uncle reprizno play" - he said."How?" - I asked. "Reprizno" - he repeated. At the word "reprise" always arise in the imagination of the clowns in the circus, shouted questionable severity, echo rolled around the arena. It is not combined with any MKhAT nor Stanislavsky. I looked at him wide-eyed. "Reprizno" - reiterated Eugene.And he pointed directly at a table a few scenes, playing and uncle and nephew. That was awesome! And that was exactly reprizno! Bright and funny, sad and fun. Poklounski only the really. Eugene accurately perceive all lived for two. It is easy, stress-free.Then instantly, pokompyuterski grinds heard - and the answer was a bright, juicy, lively. Yes, reprizno, and there is nothing wrong here! All good actors - clowns.
film Consanguinity Jack was a great clown. Repeat this course, I could not. Only now, after twenty years, I know what it means.He loved my epigrams: currently recorded on tape, almost all knew by heart. I understood that I write them not out of malice - they and others can not be. He was always restrained, did not like to complain, all wore himself. It was glory, but life was not easy ... And what is most surprising and not evolved in the theater - the Moscow Art Theatre.