Monologists of pop artists. Efim Shifrin

Efim Shifrin finally fixed as a singing artist, as it is customary to speak, the synthetic genre. Two premieres in the Moscow Theater of the Musical: Rock-Opera Edward Artemyeva "Crime and Punishment" - here Sifrin gave the choice between Swidrigailov and Porphyria Petrovich, and he "chose his erabe", - and "Princess Circus" with the new text and the new Efim character, " Very nasty gad. " In addition, the film of Vladimir Mirzoyeva "her called Mumu" and its own round date, sixty years. Here, however, Efim was emitted not to the end: "Earth life passing to half, I do not understand anything." "Trenta.ru" talked with an actor about musicals, frost and idiots.

Efim Shifrin: I like about the forest. Although you need to start with the fact that I almost froze in one club. The case was somewhere in Altai, and the club was built there on a typical project, whether the Sochi open pop, or the Anapian house of culture. And frosts there are lady. I ask: "How will I work will work? There is fresh ... "They me:" But such a project. Ourselves suffer. Spectators are sitting in a coat, in fur coats. " "But how should I be?" "And you too can go out in the fur coat." Plus thirteen on the sceveau, but I worked both branches. As usual, without coat.

After all my travels it seems to me that sometimes our unhappiness rests in some perfect idiot, where all questions end. He took and approved this summer project for this winter city - and what do you want now?

I have imagination sometimes dictates such pictures: all cultural figures are sitting - and Putin. He turns to one of us: "What is your name?" He answers: "Yura-Musician". So, I will speak soon after Shevchuk, I'm following alphabetically, if the queue comes.

Frame: The film "Her called Mummy"

And if Putin asks, what is your name?

Physology Fima, of course. But immediately the main thing about how to ask, right? One day, one of the artists asked Putin about homeless dogs - and then they scolded for it for a long time, because, according to the public, it is necessary to ask global questions ... I just have a global. I swear, without thinking, I would say: "Vladimir Vladimirovich, all my childhood passed next to the clubs. Susuman Magadan region, Jurmala, Riga. I all the time spit around clubs and houses of culture - because I hinted there that I can be an artist. "

The state in which I found clubs and DC in the early 2000s, tried me sometimes before the frenzy. I photographed the shock. Sometimes closets were so exotic that you could go crazy. Throne on a pedestal of bricks, for example. Or just a hole in the floor. There are no covers on one.

After his sowing sample of the 1950s, something else surprises you in "club"?

In Susman, there was a luxurious warm club! All life is driving around him. Club - Center Total: The only lit building, the only alley laid by him with portraits of conventions of sumino production. Artist Rosa McGonov came to Susuman, and the floor was stuck in the club. See the movie "Girl" or some of the Soviet film: all the plots are tied in the club - love, quarrels, suffering. And to the two thousandth, first, almost all artists, whose portraits are painted photos, my iconostasis - hung in the clubs. And secondly, the state of the clubs came to the sad compliance with this. The syringes and cigarettes, glue and grass in all stairs and corners after the disco - because there is no other in the club's club, mostly the day in the club is dark.

So, the question to Vladimir Vladimirovich, the question I would be a little about the opposition, not about censorship, not about the changeability of power. No, the question is simple: "What are we going to do with clubs?" In the past few years, I look, I moved something: it was rebuilt anew, it was reconstructed there, the equipment was good here. Grants get, chairs are purchased, new curtains hang. It is nice to go to those places where you once had already performed - far from the best conditions.

And then again everything rests in a fool! Livecha went to the Leningrad region. I have already started to start, so I have already corrected the shirt, almost stepped on the stage - and then the illuminator runs: "And who will turn off the light in the hall? You?" "Why not you?" - I ask. And he: "I can't sit in the hall. And the light turns off on the scene. " At the same time, just made repairs - the chandelier elegant, the light panels are awesome, all with a needle. Because no one thought that before the performance of the artist, it was necessary to repay the light. And in the next club in the same way!

Photo: Alexey Filippov / RIA Novosti

That is, the fool is to blame?

He was put on the place of people who were understood in all this. He was appointed because he flew else. In the Magadan region was Inna Borisovna Dementieva, abbreviated by Inhibo. They knew her many generations of Kramchans. At first she managed the Susumansky DC, then it was raised to Magadan. Whether the wife is referred, whether herself came here for some article. But in the clubs the Inhibo was everything! Festival "Shine, Leninsky Stars", Children's Pieces, Wire Wires, Mugs, 24-Hour Creation. Inhibo had a thunder voice, her heads were afraid - and funds allocated. Before I arrived in New York for the first time, I thought that Empire State Building looks like our culture house in Susman. So, Inna Borisovna died - and, it seemed to dragged them in the grave of all who can be managed with clubs and DCs. And this is a completely separate story.

What does Israel do with whom it is dangerous to compare? DANGER, because all those who interfered to live from 1917 went there. Well, left, and thank God ... What did Israel spend money from the first years to turn the desert in an oasis? Now there is no small town where there was no healthy "Gohel-Tarbut" - a huge house of culture. The stunning architecture of buildings built immediately and forever. Stylish interiors. Acoustics! Excellent light - your own, you can not rent.

Of course, I can say: "Well, go to your Israel, and work in your Gohal-Tarbut." But before I say so, I want to say something else: why they do that. Because there is a very ideology. National idea of \u200b\u200bthe country. All this is boiled where people spend their leisure: "We are the best, we are the most ancient, we sing fine and dance, and we still have something, that's it." All these crushed in the small towns of the house of culture and there are fasteners. I will say what it should be relying, yes? Skgapen of the Russian State Supplies ... So we can do the same. The Russian national idea is what it is now accepted a lot of talking, - Khuznz knows what forge. And she should bother in houses of culture. Restoration of DC - restoration of the country; So I would say Vladimir Vladimirovich. If it is sounded too loudly - Prigasi or take in quotes.

Do you have a successful one year?

The terrible was a year if you take from the very beginning. I do not believe these anyone in mystics - but once at twelve years, in my year the Japanese calendar happens something. Works almost lost in the year of the Moscow Olympiad. In twelve years, Mom died. Etc. I already know in advance that "my" a year does not promise anything good to me: my sign is lit - Fima, hiding and asking to carry.

So here. We began to rehearse a good transferable play with Sergey Shakurov and Victoria Isacova. Happy time, two months with such partners! Music is beautiful, decorations awesome, in St. Petersburg are the premiere posters. And a few weeks before the premiere, our producer appears with a gloomy face and says that there will be no performance: another no less famous artist bought direct copyright on the play. About the Moscow premiere speech no longer. Negotiations that we will play in the province, resigned to nowhere. And most importantly - all the planned schedule turned out to be in such holes that was never. Imagine a schedule for these heavy trucks!

And what to do in the end?

The question "What are you working on now?" Received a clear answer: over the vile depression that fell on me. I never knew her - the work did not let you feel what it was. What to do? Relax. And how can I relax? I went to the cottage to the dogs, poured the soul. It was not easy to go to the doctor: for the first time in his life was crisis. Always numbers were the same - 120 kilograms on the rod in the gym and 120 same on the tonometer.

In general, since the year of each other thanked, I told him "I didn't wait for anything else, thank you for in time." And I'm sitting. On the table wine - we have, Russian, consolation one. And suddenly a night call. "Only for God's sake, do not refuse, Fimochka," I hear I hear the voice of Mikhail Efimovich Shvodsky. "I propose a" princess circus ". And I had before Baron, and I was politely said that the director wants Mr. X and Baron to be rivals-peers. And no character who twists this evil spring, a memorable on a well-known film is not provided.

And how without a spring?

So it turned out that all good can not be. Good plus good and multiplied to good equal pock. Therefore, the character appeared, popping on trifles, like the features of Tabakcoque - and gadget. And who reptiles in the musical play? Well, once asks the village - it is necessary to agree: he did not suggest anything bad in his life. Even if he had betrayed me some alkove film with me, I would look there in the first handsome ... The bright angel he was in my biography.

In short, I thought: "Hooray, all holes are slapped! Here it is my next year: here I am Petrophiry Petrovich in "Crime and Punishment", here Gastrol, here the prime minister in the Victory Theater, and here I will be a gad. " And here the year revealed his face again. I arrived at the first rehearsal of the "Princess", and I tell me: "Efim, and here it will be necessary to move a little." I: "Yes, how, yes, I have a passport, 60 years old, age restrictions after all." But the balletmaster for the banquet scene came up with terrible - for me - plastic drawing. Dance hands and head.

Is that saying a universal artist, one of the few here?

Honest artist. Two dozen dogs put alongside, the sword swords on the string, and that the drop from the stalactite on the string falls - I and then would not do anything like that! But then did on the fourth day. I did not part with the requisite - fork and the knife required for the number. It stopped there, because I could not watch the fork and the knife. And it lasts this "dance" exactly one and a half minutes. And this dance I am a year. Put it on both blades.

In general, the second half of the year and passed. At first, the "Princess of the circus", then - with a huge noise - the premiere of TV already, it would seem forever laid on the shelf of the film "Her called Muma" Volodya Mirzoyeva. And so I returned to life, and the sun came out again because of the tuchci, and I will tell you "Never say never." Say "When." When? And then. Then everything will be.

Do you have a TV show "Muma" seen?

Did not watch. Although in the dressing room I recently read the colleagues a whole lecture on the topic "Why don't you watch yourself?" The old people taught us that the mirror was a bad assistant, with him to the onanism not far. Say, the mirror is flattered and does not depict his mental life. Here they are right: you don't see yourself in the mirror as correctly to see, - in 3D. But the years went, it was felt. The camera has appeared in every pocket, and the artist's life has simplified extremely. He himself can raise an assessment himself, spend himself from himself before the critics do. Check yourself at any time. Film, figure - such an unlucky interlocutor, critic and whatever you want ...

I was in my time, long before technical progress, said: "You are slouching, you are a sutured." I sent everyone. Because in the mirror - no slouch! Sent until I saw myself on the screen. I did not wear any belts, I did not make special exercises - I saw, I put myself in my head that I had a sutured, and it was spent by itself. But in general - I can not look at myself. At the premiere I saw the second time neither benefit, nor pleasure I would not get.

And from the movie?

Can. If you watch a movie, and not on yourself in it for the second time.

Photo: Vladimir Astapkovich / RIA Novosti

What to retrain in constantly singing artists?

I have no illusions about my vocal. Is that when I hear around myself singing voices, I understand: Well, I like it, it seems, do not interfere with singing? I was lucky here with the fact that I was a characteristic artist. When I arrived in the Schukinskaya school, I read a monologue Romeo - what else could I? "One worth one, pressing the palm to the cheek. What did she think about the sneak? Oh, be on her hand glove ... "I taught this monologue in Jurmala. It seemed to me that any Juliet would fall from the balcony - I say so well. And in the school russed into the voice. I did not understand: Well, well, maybe I'm not Smoktunovsky - but what? Well, it turns out that I do not get tragic, it does not work dramatic, it does not work about love. All the time and in any text it turns out ridiculous.

So, with my characterity, I can well be allowed in the musical. From my hero does not require heights of academic vocal. You can not imagine that Konchalovsky had a crime and punishment for the brutal casting. According to the corridors of the musical Theater, they went with a number: Fifth Raskolnikov, twenty-sixth porphyry, seventy ninth Sonechka ... All the corridors were branded them. It would seem that the initial demand is - vocals, because it is rock opera. But I did not hear a single claim for my singing, no "let's do the vocals yet." At first - the image, first - the hero, first - what he does.

Why love the singing of raykin-senior? Look carefully from the point of view of the musicologist, listen to the "good viewer in the ninth row": completely across the tact and notes, almost a recitative. Just sang Bernes. I found in Moskoncert very many musicians who worked with him. They said that Brynes was catching throughout the song - hard work. He played where he wanted. I did not hear unlucky entry. But does anyone come to mind to see this - at Raykin or Bernes - some lack? No. Because there was a character, there was an image, was an artist - and everything else becomes unimportant.

In the end, what about vocals say?

Any compliments on this occasion I accept with understanding. The interlocutor I must say something to me, since we sit in the Musical Theater. But no illusions feed: I'm the main thing - to join on time. And I'm pronounced to Raykin and Bernes is not at all because I want to close this series. They just believed in what they sang. And I now know what I sing ...

How do you work with young people - colleagues who, most likely, did not see you in humorous monologues like "Ale, Lucy"?

Not "most likely", and not seen. Calculate: I am 60, a couple of years will be 40 years of my work. They are still twenty. Maybe the reacts of these numbers were seen, but also hardly. To say that they wipe the legs about me - this is rude, but as a person some other generation they do not perceive me at all. I am Fima for the youngest of them. And I am glad, and I understand that, probably, something missed that. In the subway or trolleybus, the places will not be accuaded for me.

But they are very nice, it is a generation of 25+. Do not know any of those who are expensive to us. I think, starting to tell a story in the dressing room with the participation of some great name, that the eyes will be lit now: "Oh, you knew him, tell us!" And in the eyes even there is no sister. All the Areopag is our, Soviet, when after 60 you turned into a sacred cow - they did not give up. The cult of the age disappeared at all, there is a cult of youth, which with glossy pages simply shouts about himself. Older than thirty - hello from the cemetery, you simply do not have after a certain age.

Photo: Catherine Chesnikova / RIA Novosti

But you are.

Does me more than thirty? .. But they are glorious, that's why: they are taught to be all right away. And we were taught to be hambos. Worker to exist in the proposed circumstances. The main slogan of our scene is "see, hear, understand."

And speak well, do not forget.

Yes. Cruise, cozor - but impeccable stage speech. We are so in the subway learned the student of the Mkhat Studio Student. He shocked the whole car by Levitan voice: "Sing, and what time we have a rehearsal tomorrow?" But the whole modern has passed by. All dances, step, musicals - "Why? We have a operetta, the dramatic actor it is for nothing. " As a result, one plays one in the Soviet frame, another dances, and sings for the hero quite the third - for example, Georg UTS.

And now - the urgent need for artists who can do everything. Musical - Queen of all evidence. I mean proof of professionality, of course.

Well, so managed to put the right number of artists for the needs of "Queen"?

Not! Colossal deficit. Camescakes are a bunch. But our choreographer Natasha Terekhova after two not repeated by the "applicant" the PA says goodbye to him. You have to do everything, because you are an artist. The director - "Princess Circus". He needs a circus on stage - and that the actress hung on the teeth in the ring, and then danced and sang that Kalman wrote. What do you want to do, but pleased. Only such artists are now needed.

More recently, in two thousand not far over the year, with the musicals there was a terrible crap. Even world hits were cracking in Moscow in all financial articles, and according to the results we paid for all the organizers. Not now. Now on the musical go gets. Who could think that the Rock Opera "Crime and Punishment", where and there is no reason, there will be no one, will be twice a month and a half to go with the clogged halls? Yes, on the races, in the films. Is this what we have here, Broadway appeared? Well, no question, renaming the Fili.

But the artists are still little, little. The rector of Gitis Grisha Zaslavsky is already the third time comes to me - and, changing the ingratitude to the offensiveness, offers to go to the wizard, to score a course. He applies well to me, but it is more concerned about the synthetic genre. Hamlet people have already come up. And militants. And the artists of the musical is still - Wanted, Wanted, Wanted.

Is it good or vice versa?

Yes, how do we know? I was engaged in the history of the question. I know that at all times of the arrows of Russian critics were addressed towards the water. "The play, play, musical play" annoyed everyone, ranging from Belinsky. Nevertheless, it was a scary genre. We can beat the audience with a hammer on the head, call them by the cattle, crowd, unassicious people - as you wish. But only they bring money to the theater, and only they will give him the opportunity to exist. Well, do not really go to the vigorous performances of the author's theater. Do not really go.

Artist: Efim Shifrin - traffic police inspector and its zoo
On Latin: EFIM Shifrin - Inspektor Gibdd I Ego ZooPark
TV channel: Russia 1
Duration: 7 min
Availability: Free to watch online
Showed on the air: September 2012 on the program "Festival of Jurmala" from 21/09/12

Brief excerpts from the monologue of Shifrin about Tolik, who went to work for the traffic police inspector with a whole zoo in the cottage

Tolik you know, yes? Tolik also worked by the past two years. In a bookstore. No, well, in the sense of guards, and right now the books of buying a book stopped by their director of all in a row and says, let me instead of a weekend benefit, better than everyone. And allow for goodbye to each of you to give the book a newest hover ways. Well, what, there is no work, there is no money, shorter Tolik for the ads sat down and found: "The country house requires a nurse, a cook with the skills of the governess and janitor, preferably serving in the army."
Well, Che, I sat down on the train, went. This is such a country elite village, a huge plot, a huge house, the owner is very solid, nor a businessman is some guy, nor a diplomat of some sewing .. Captain traffic police! Very serious man, face diagonal 8 cm, fatty 90%. And at home or soul. Here is only a whole zoo. Each whali pair. He tolika said that, I don't love and mess. I love animals and order. Your work is simple - feed the bulldogs, take a walk of luck, once a week brushing the aquarium with a crocodile and for scorpion to look at the Bulldog. Five minutes before the host arrival on the path of rose petals to scat out when the bath is going on, raise the flag on the bath when it sits down - to hit the bell.
Tolik quickly all realized. Worked as much as two weeks. Even then, two weeks rested in a mental hospital. Do you know what happened? This captain of the traffic police for huge merits before the Fatherland, assigned the title of Major and he decided to do this to celebrate and arrange a small reception at home. I called the authorities, colleagues, acquaintances, artists, journalists-prostitutes, journalists comma, prostitutes. And Tolik said all the animals locked in the same room. And if at least one creature gets out and scares someone from the bosses .. Listen, but right now we have a new star to wash it .. This is not a simple thing, this is a whole ritual you must first observe. Initially, for his minister, drink, then for the deputy minister, then for the head of the personnel department and current, then you can already wash the title.
Well, this major was standing in an hour on the karacheki, with a siren, shouted, hidden under the carpet in Sazade with a radar, and then decided to show animals, what animals had interesting animals. And the Tolik warned him that Scorpio was nervous today, probably from loud music, and the crocodile is evil, because his girlfriend inflatable crocodile today is a buffoon, and Bulldog is bored, he wants a ball or cat. And this fool of Tolik pushed out, all the doors loose and all the animals released. And two lieutenant colonels had premature childbirth, because the spider is eggshed, great and loves to touch strangers ...
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- How do you better apply - Efim or Efim Zalmanovich?

- When six years ago, I came to the Moscow Theater of the Musicla, there was no one older than me. And our young actors began to call me together as it should be at meetings with an adult uncle: Efim Zalmanovich. Soon patronymic flew somewhere. Then they began to try to poke carefully. And now almost everyone tell me "you". And this is the case that does not upset me at all. So call how it is convenient for you.

Similar history was when I came to the stage in 1978. I, yesterday's graduate of the pop school, tried somehow to one of the administrators, Lyudmila Gavrilovna, calling by name-patronymic, for which he was immediately skeged.

- Does she wanted young man to call her Mila?

- Luda. Passion issued age, added solidity. And I, staring, Robin, adapted to the new, Moscow Charter with a comer pumpkin. After all, I came from Riga, just left the university, where the year was held at the philological faculty, and there, you understand, no panibrate. All this scalked me, it seemed that this is a sign of not very good tone.

On the stage, where everyone needed to know about all, Fiasco has suffered my mood at a distance in a conversation in a relationship. It is accepted not to fade there, talking about yourself all the remittant. I, not very ready to share personal, such familiarity was unpleasant. And I realized that I got into a completely new, unfamiliar world.

- You caught the stage of legendary artists. Let's remember them?

- In Mosconcert, every fifth artist was part of the country's history. Maria Mironova, Alexander Menaacher, Worlds, Novitsky, Shurov, Rykunin. I was unequivocally lucky: those monuments, which were written in the textbooks on the history of the stage, were next to me on the scene.

It was possible to study them because of the Kulis: stand and outline how they work with the audience. But the fact is that young one is characteristic of categorically consider that only they do everything right, and what it was before - he outriversed right in front of her eyes and in general. We, recent students, stood behind the scenes and, God forgive us, whispered aside about the fact that from the ship of modernity "monuments" should urgently dump.

Only later I realized that next to the Mastodonts was held the best school. For example, thanks to them, the motto was awarded: "Nothing is superfluous." They, like Roden, removed everything that did not work on the stage, which did not make the audience. Therefore, there were no free places in their speeches, any replica caused laughter.

Boris Sergeevich Brunov, artistic director of the theater of the stage, when we, young, showed him some new number, said: "It's not funny for a very long time." According to the standards of the scene, even a 30-second uninteresting text is long. I remember this "mem" of Brunov for life. And also understood this: it is impossible to be important, no matter how high you take off. At the time when the word "star" had no other meaning, except for astronomical, there were only dear artists. It did not occur to anyone to call them stars, kings and so on. Only at the meeting was made first to say hello and, maybe a little lower to the head.

When concerts of "Comrade Cinema" arose in my life, the whole of the pleiades are inacked in my understanding of space objects

It turned out to be near. Here is Vicin, here is Anofriev and Spartak Mishulin ... I like to remember the story like Anatoly Dmitrievich Papanov, who once asked to bring me off the concert to the concert, struck his impossible accessibility. We together performed on the anniversary of the "Evening Moscow". At the lush concert, I was the most nameless of the artists.

According to the program, I had to go beyond Papanov. It was planned that it would be quickly changed and he would throw me on his car. But something has changed in the order of numbers. After Papanova went Slichenko, the audience did not let go of forty minutes. I was impatiently looked at the clock and understood that, of course, Anatoly Dmitrievich does not wait for me, and only frustrated that it was not possible to warn him. I must say that he did not know me at all: my name did not say anything about anything, it was all before television. An hour later, after spending the room, I go out, feverishly thinking, how to get to the next concert on the subway, and suddenly I see a picture from which the tears splashed from the eye and I lost the gift of speech. Anatoly Dmitrievich, having laid his hands behind his back, cuts circles around his black "Volga". I rushed with explanations, but he stopped me: "Nothing terrible, I amphus fresh air." For me, this phrase of the Great Actor is the eternal sign of a real human attitude towards a colleague, to a partner, no matter what kind of fame, a lot or little did in art.

With the art leader of the Estrada Theater Boris Brunov (1980s). Photo: From the personal archive of Efim Shifrin

- Efim, I wonder if these wonderful artists had failures? Or talent insures such?

- Concerts in which cinema artists worked with pop numbers were not always successful, because it is another type of art and in general another genre. I remember how a grand concert with the participation of stars was held in the Olympic, ranging from Alla Pugacheva and ending popular at that time "Laskov Mahe". In the middle of the concert, Evgeny Pavlovich Leonov was published with partners, played the scene from the play "Memory Prayer". When his name was announced, the hall exploded with applause, almost all the places stood up. But as he read the passage on this huge scene, the reception became all the cooler. The people have grown, distracted ... It, of course, was carried out by applause, but the success he deserved was not. Everything killed a huge scene and the attitude of the public to entertain.

Then I thought that Estrada, no matter how simple, does not forgive the dismissive relationship and requires respect for its laws.

- And did she accept you favorably or have had the failures?

- Oh, and how many times! Listen until the artist has a vaccine that protects against failures, the years will be held. Because you try to try, Syak try ... Having experience, already think that the raw, unimportant number can be put between two good. "Obdat", on stage it is called. Or a new text to pronounce in public not all, and half, checking whether the hall takes the idea itself.

I will tell you about the most ambitious failure, standing for me wild stress and reviewing a look at the profession. Once, when my stage mask was already settled and a lot of esters passed, I, IT for the theater, made the play "I play Shostakovich" with the Orchestra of Sergey Violin. Director Edik Butenko decided that the satirical material on which the performance is based, it will help us. Satyrica, because the poems of Sasha Black, Basni Krylov, are laid on the music of the Shostakovich, and the "Crocodile" magazine is also noted under the heading "We will not come up with the purpose". And at the premiere, the first two rooms were held in the audience perplexity, because Shifrin suddenly soldered. And then ... people began to leave the hall. And with screams! It was 1989, the height of rally passions, when people love to perform. The orchestral pit has a group of obsessed, merciless clapping and me, and the orchestra. I went to depression, which lasted exactly the night. Waking up, I am put out myself with telephone wires and called the whole day to friends who visited the unsuccessful premiere to figure out what to do next. In this chain of the interlocutors turned out to be Lev Novyornov and my teacher in the school Felix Grigoryan. Soon leva wrote the text, the basis for which, oddly enough, served as this very failure. I joined the imaginary viewer, who did not give a damn on Shostakovich, to make something new to my impulses. Thanks to this text, the spectacle rang in a new way! Grigoryan put it a new one, a successful version called "Return our money, or I play Shostakovich."

Immediately I received an offer to play it at the stage theater. The performance was removed for Central Television - he was shown on the day when I did not become my mother, I remember it very well, in 1992. It was the first ether in which I appeared in unexpected quality.

I came to the stage in 1978, and the eight years old, the country did not know how I looked, despite the victories at the Moscow Competition of the Artists of 1979 and the All-Union Competition of the Astradi Artists in 1983. No ether - no person. As a result, I could not get further in Moscow sites for a long time. Well, once performed in the house of scientists, still - in the house of the actor and the CDRI. So what is next? Where to make money? It happened, I sat for months without a case, almost the injignment, because to declare parents that the profession, to which I so sought, throwing the university, does not bring income, it was afraid.

It was possible to go on tour, in the so-called che, on collective farms, working villages, oil wakes, where it does not matter what your name is and what you are doing. But it threatened complete obscurity, because there was a risk of falling out of sight of those who could influence fate. I did not decrease and everything was waiting for television to turn to me.

But while the helm of the landareradio stood the most discerning lapin, it all the time turned out to me back. I could not understand for a long time why, having won twice in contests, did not enter the ether. From all television versions I mercifully cut out!

- The reason has become known to you?

- Let's not guess, it will not give anything. Just cut out, and that's it. After all, I was not the only one who was removed from the ethers. You sit with friends to watch, but you are not on the screen.

- What did your parents talk about it? Reproached for what you threw the university for doubtic happiness to be an unknown pop artist?

- My father was a school of Stalin's camps. The dad convicted on the 58th article - for espionage in favor of Poland, later rehabilitated. Something to surprise their power could not. Thank God that they remained alive at all and were able to withdraw us with his brother in people. We have received an education and bad it's some start in life.

We just had bitterly from injustice.

In 1986, a guide was changed on television. And then another extreme happened: I began to take out so much that it was just horror, as if I tried to fill the emptiness of the past years. It served me bad service: I managed to get bored with the audience before I realized that it was bad. But I was so clinging television, I liked everything so much ... Although so many years have passed, the phantom feeling of someone else's time in his own destiny is accompanied by me so far. I think all the time that I will cut me again.

- Saying "boring", did you remember the program "Anshang"? How do you feel about what is going on on stage?

- My "alllands" has ended 16 years ago. It is strange that you remember her. The genre is in the form in which he existed then there is no place in the day today. An integer generation has grown, which will not even understand what it is about.

As for the day today ... the tribe "Varvarov" came, quoted this word, from KVN. If I start saying that there is something fundamentally different on the stage now, I do not agree: I find out "Anshan" everywhere, in everything, but only with other persons, with a different way to communicate with the hall.

When the "manshlag" was created, what we call today Standap-comedy, - improvisational communication with the hall did not exist. Because the word "improvisation" did not relate at all with the past epoch. Under the improvisation at the time, only a variety of intonations was understood. Now you can say anything, and in this one difference.

- The word "friends", having tried the rest of the meaning, stopped on one thing: these are those who are very near. Life somehow all settled. Photo: Julia Khanina

- Can you remember some of the ranking case of censorship?

- In Soviet years, any pop speech should have been visited on a leaf with three seals. My acting fate hung up in the hairs, when I once read the unresolved monologue of Zhvanetsky "Demand - Sales" on an open stage of the Estrade Theater VDNH. It seemed to me that since the site was not central, then I did not face anything. But in vain I was so arrogant! The influential official of Moskoncert Tamara Stepanovna Novaksky saw my performance. I was removed from all the concerts, from all posters, for some time I sat down without work while my fate was written upstairs. In the end, carried out, somehow rested ...

- The text of Zhvanetsky was funny, probably?

- Oh, then ridiculous, but you just can not imagine how much funny now. Started with the phrase: "I love to fall asleep and wake up among stocks, all in products." And one phrase solved everything! The laughter stood impossible. The current young man does not explain. And there was still a dangerous phrase - about the "opponents of children." In the congestion was a terrible deficit

Condoms, and Zhvanetsky past this did not pass. But since the word is obscene, the products were called "opponents of children." That's for this kramol, I could seriously suffer.

Novaki was the wife of the famous writer Arkady Vasilyeva, who wrote "At the hour of the day, your excellency" - the book then everyone read up to the holes. And the lady we, young artists, were afraid of the forest.

Years have passed. Any boss has ceased to make a value for me. One day there was a call from Tamara Stepanna. Without returning to the past, just asked how it was. Then it began to call more and more. I did not find the strength to be offended or angry. The time made me reconsider the attitude towards it: she corresponded to his place in history. We became friends. Much later, she accidentally found out that her daughter is the writer Daria Dontsova, who at that time was not Daria at that time and not Dotsova (real name - Agrippina Vasilyeva. - Approx. "TN").

- Efim, and many friends do you have in the acting circles?

- I am 60 years old. The word "friends", having tried all the other senses, stopped on one thing: these are those who are very near. I used to hand in the actor's habit, I considered the friends-comrades of completely outsiders. We have how? The new performance is a family. Shooting, which lasts more than three or four days, - family. Common concerns about the new project are blinding people.

I will give an example. Serebryakov and I were filmed at Andrei Konchalovsky. I then had a little cinema experience, and Alexey helped me a lot: there it will throw a word, it will say how to better respond. Two or three councils - and all, I already felt a person as part of my biography. Why not call him a friend?

After time, we turned out to be with him by chance in Kiev in one hotel, hugged, sat against each other, and I realized that we were absolutely nothing to talk about. Everything that has been connected with this film has long been keenly. Well, you can ask what you are doing here, remove - do not get off. But here is the coupling, which gives a common project, total employment, care was dissolved.

And when you ask if I have friends in this environment, no. With the authors with which I have recently worked closely, there is no common work, general affairs ... Life somehow settled everything, my friends are relatives and people of the Neakter Circle.

Older often complain about loneliness. She became a brought joke that loneliness is when you are waiting for the phone, and the alarm clock calls. I notice the same thing, but with the only difference that I don't need an alarm clock, I always wake up myself, and the phone really does not call. All business negotiations are moved to the director. Now the fourth hour, and the phone lies in my dressing room.

Imagine that twenty years ago I would cost without a phone, it is impossible! It was necessary to settle something, dying, call, chat. Now people do not call each other to just chat. Twist in messengers, tell about themselves in posts. We are quietly learned from verbal. We do not write extensive letters, and even the conversation becomes simplified. From the consideration came out meetings with friends. No one is going to in the kitchen with conversations, to eat a baked leg, baked in the oven for vodka ...

- Your family is your brother and his children, grandchildren. All of them live in Israel. Relative to talk to souls ...

- Yes you! There is Skype, he replaced me a magnifying glass: I can consider the mole on the heel of my grandson (we are talking about the grandchildren of the elder brother. - Approx. "TN"). In the spring I was an anniversary. On the eve, the premiere of the performance of Konchalovsky "Crime and Punishment" took place at the Musical Theater, the entire bomond was gathered, the artists staged a crazy cabbaged. I almost died from embarrassment. But this all did not end. I went to visit myself to Israel and rest after the premiere, and it turned out that they were collected by everyone who could, and removed the restaurant.

When I asked how many devices are covered, heard: "90!" And these are all relatives, only ciphers. Let even with other surnames. We also have Altshull, and Mirkin, and Ioffe. This is a circle of my cousins, secondary and even four-humid relatives in the fourth degree, and it is very close.

What is called the newly born shifrin, I recognize on the second day. When I come to tour to Israel, it is always necessary to solve the issue with the producer, where to sear all my relatives.

The fact that we are so friendly is explained by the fact that my father and his native sister are twins. Probably, they gave the impulse to our tree, we keep very closely. And I do not remember some special grads in our huge family: all questions are easily solved. We don't even get divorced! In general, my relatives are something phenomenal, do not get proud of them.

In the role of Petrophrys Petrovich in the rock opera "Crime and Punishment". In the role of Skolnikova - Alexander Kazmin. Photo: Yuri Bogomaz / Moscow Theater Musik

- You mentioned the recent anniversary. How do you think, life has changed a lot?

- I felt my first grade, I continue. Despite the confident tone, to give an interview to the habit, that I can be the center of attention and I don't have to see and remind of myself, I have all the same feeling of youth: now you will be expelled! I have a difficult profession - you can not need to be needed in any moment. Despite the solid experience, still can not work. Therefore, in relation to your own merit, success, the feeling of success has not changed: I still think that I did nothing.

The only one, for which I can stroke my head, when the soul is completely bad than I can console yourself, this is what he always tried. I never said: "Not-a, I won't do it, it will not work anyway." I first do, and then I think it turned out or not.

I have such a story with the musical "Princess Circus", the premiere of which will be very soon in the Moscow Theater of the Musical

The offer me overtook me not from the very beginning of the project. Suddenly there was a character at which I needed. In the performance, absolutely impossible plastic of all heroes, it is for prepared, emphasized - young, artists, with a ballet school behind the shoulders, with a sense of rhythm and coordination. And when I was shown the drawing of what I should do in one of the main scenes of the performance, my hands dropped.

Complex choreography of hands, shoulders and heads. Foot is not visible at all. I realized that I would never do it. And then one of the ballet makerster, knowing that I do not have a special choreographic training, I said: "Fimochka, well, somehow unscrewed - it is clear, you will not cope." Here I bit the wonder and worked at home without end. Three days later everything was ready!

Now I move the same as all the forty characters of this beautiful and difficult scene. I liked this incredibly good, interesting story. And since I generally came to the musical, so that it was not ashamed on the boncons, infinitely rehearse: at home, in the aisles between the rows, in the corridors and on the theater stairs. I must say that in the "Princess Circus" I came accelerated by chance. Rehearsal

The performance with which high hopes associated. But it happens, for the causes of actors, the work collapsed - this is life.

And I, having gone to the next tour, thought: what to do? After all, for this performance, I freed a huge amount of time, and now there is some holes in the working schedule. And then the call is the offer to play in the "Princess Circus". I have such a profession - nothing can be made and plan, because the devil immediately mixes plans.

- But happy tickets in your destiny clearly more than the sorrows?

- When you sit for memoirs, the list of two columns and will start to fill out: on the right - everything is good, which was, on the left - on the contrary. I think that all the same pleasant moments in my life much more than unpleasant. Or maybe they just disappear from the memory? So there is no desire to make them in the column. Let the left remain empty.

Why do I need this ballast? Let me be a solid debit, not a loan.

Education:he graduated from the State School of Circus and Pop Art. Rumyantseva, Gityis (specialty - "Strastrad Direct")

A family: Brother - Samuel (64 years), conductor, thrombonist

Career:actor pop, theater and cinema. Creator and artistic director of Schifrin-theater. He starred in more than 20 films and serials, including: "Bolotnaya Street, or a means against sex", "Sklifosovsky" (2nd season), "gloss", "her called Mummy." Plays in the Moscow Theater of the Musical in the performances "times do not choose", "Life is beautiful!", "Crime and Punishment." The author of three books

Sasanfu

Semyon Alto

Dear Publishing House "Physical Education and Sport!"
I am writing with gratitude for the release of brochures for those engaged in an intimate life at the place of residence - allowance for "Susanfu" (a generalized experience of love of the Tibetan inhabitants of the thirteenth century).
We, like everyone else, we live. We know about economic difficulties, with understanding we are waiting for the catastrophe. The only sector of the national economy in which today can succeed without additional investment is love.
It turned out that the confusion is important in love, it is necessary to hint in advance so that the sex act does not find surprise, but on the contrary, to be in full combat readiness to it
I explained to Nicholas popularly, they say, you want to get an unearthly pleasure at night - get ready in the morning, do not sign attention. He understood. With a bow, I brought a broom so that I would undermine. The dishes himself washed and at the same time wink as abnormal. I'm in response a couple of times as if he was inappropriately stuck, - he only gritted his teeth, silent, she is preparing for the night.
According to the Tibetan brochure, "no nudity is so seductive as semi-shot." I stumbled into the night shirt and shielded the Skorn Factory boots. I'm looking forward to what it comes out! Appears in black shorts, red T-shirt and blue socks. And what do I see? On the heel a decent hole!
"What are you," say, "dear, decided to make love in torn socks?" On Tibet, this is not accepted!
And he declares, they say, it is a semi-shot nudity, which should introduce me to excitement. I threw me in the heat! The day before yesterday, like a fool, everything fell and hello! Nikolai in response: "Khrenovo are custody!" I objected: "When the legs are curves, which sock will withstand!" He is ... in a word, terribly, because of the sock, a holey was excited. It turns out, the Tibetans are noticed, nothing excites nothing like a semi-shot nudity.
Nikolay says: "Or we will make love, or I went to Peter, in Domino."
I am the light of Gasha and, as in the brochure it is indicated, I declare through my teeth: "Pollying here, my only!" Nikolai in the dark chair tilted, rushed to paw. I was askedid. "No, I say, Sukin Son, let's in Tibetan, Human. Cheeping the Words Affairs, Kiss my neck my swan! He furs up, but kisses. In the neck, however, I didn't get into the dark. I got my lips in the ear. Lord! Before What it turned out to be nice! Expensive publisher, the first time in the life of the ear was used for the appointment! And maybe it is intended to be kissed, and not listen to the words Khamsky from morning to evening? Since both have already broken up, then without workout they started immediately with Poses number fourteen. I explain out loud, as I remembered: "The wife lies on his side, stretching the lower leg, bent the top leg in the elbow. The husband becomes kneels, the feet of his wife puts himself for the sinus, after which the wife closes his legs on the back of her husband and leans back. At the same time, the husband can caress his wife's breasts, which excites it extremely. "
We honestly tried to do this. What the three and a half hours left. But since Nikolai, according to the Tibetan brochure, all the time honestly kept my legs, at the same time trying to caress my chest, then he dropped me from extraordinary excitement. I, falling, the knee fell into something. Nikolai Syll. Falling, boldly a bottle of milk and a fragment took a heel, which was before sticking out of the sock hole. Here he expressed a lot about Tibet in general and me, in particular. I was sticking it, the leg was bandaged, I say: "Kolya, be a man, Tespi. Let's try another pose, try not torture!" And he moans, says: "What love, if there is no possibility on the heel!" "Do not burn," I say, "there is an exquisite number of fifty-two number, there is actually not involved in the heel!" He trembled, stutters: "What kind of pose is such a critical? We have enough iodine?!"
I explain to him by heart. "First, I'll be lit by candle. In the brochure it is said, love is needed in the light to do to see the love of friend's friend ...".
Nikolai candle lit. But since we are unusual in the light, then at the sight of charms, both closed. I got to the bed to the touch. I will attend the procedure for televitations.
"Pose fifty-two is amazing with its extravagance. He supports the weight of his body on the elongated hands and knees. She sits on him from above, her feet caviar pressed against his pelvic part, and, leaning, gracefully offers himself ..." Mentally this debauchery imagine? Nikolai hovers down, and I rushed on his back on top and, like a fool, I propose gracefully! Who is asked? Then we risked following the example of the Tibetans smoothly go to the pose of fifty-three, whether it was damned!
Nikolay smoothly overtightened, I simultaneously leaning himself together and with all the passion head about the iron back of the bed. I think, all, the end came to me, or as in the Tibetan brochure it is written: "Full orgasm!" The language does not move, from the eyes of the spark. Nikolay, seeing that I don't really respond to the caress, rolled down with bed, the candle was buried, she overturned. While he brought me to the feeling, the curtain and tablecloth took up. I barely worried everyone, the fragments were collected and at six in the morning in the blood and bandages in bed collapsed. I ask my husband: "Well, Kohl, good to me with me?" Nikolay says: "I swear, with anyone it was not, like today with you!" And for the first time in my life my husband believed. In any case, we have never loved love for so long, and never slept so sweet so long after that.
Although there is a suspicion that it may not do that? Exterminated urgently until the entire village on sexual soil burned out. Satisfy the needs of the people at least in an intimate life, I'm not talking about the rest, God is with her.
29.08.2002

Would you be able to explain young people that such a cult in the program "around laughter"? Maybe it's time to explain to thirty-year-old: according to my childhood memories, there are progressive and mostly elderly people joking with such terrible structures.

You know, but after all, they are very bored. These were eminent and favorite people people. Now, for some reason, the meal is terrible. And everyone suddenly wanted to be just like then. This phenomenon also takes me: and I want to know why the current viewer does not quite suit these ringing young people who communicate on their, understandable youth language, are free in gestures and are easily managed with the surrounding vocabulary. Why we so wanted now to those frowns, who are reading on a piece of paper, sometimes bubbly, very shuffling and sometimes not completely bold people.

- Talent?

Let's reconstruct in parts. First, compare the number: the proportion of humor at that time and now. I am not strong in physics, but the share of the then "around laughter" outweighs all the current humorous programs, because there was nothing next to her. Even the little iceberg on the horizon has not yet been - the whole grid was painted between production dramas, theatrical classics, "rural hour", "Leninsky University of Millions" and very sporadic concerts or "lights".

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- And KNN?

From 1971 to 1986, the KVN was not on the air, Lapin Television had a big menopause. There were between the case "Golden Fish", "Teremok", some glimpses of humor could be heard on "Militia concerts". In some "light" one could stumble upon Raykin and Bencianov, Mirov and Novitsky, plug and a cockroach. "Around the laughter" appeared at the right moment and in the right place - among the desert of stagnation, among the nick. Life around was funnier than "around laughter." For example, the Secretary General is his dickey, which seemed to be a decent person to laugh. But there was no strength to restrain, because everyone understood: the country went to that deadlock, where no longer scared.

The people you described as gloomy, unshaven and punched, in fact were decent, intelligent, to do with the measure of those who worked with the consciousness of people. Casoccus, huge laying paw on Afghanistan. Some strange country in which, nevertheless, walked songs sounded. The program appeared because I needed some valve. And then, "around laughter" appeared, who took over the mask of the program, where it would seem, everything is permitted.

The illusion that satyrics in it were bold, were free and said everything that they wanted to have remained. When the news appeared that "around laughter" will appear on the air, all of our faceburious Savils began to go - where to us to that sharpness at the current bloody mode. Physicists are called aberration of vision. Can you imagine this severity in the 80th year at the editor then?

All these dismissed editors returned, all this unemployed Vataga people who have followed that it is possible or cannot be spent in such highly solemn cases as the celebration of the police

When the first channel was extracted for the announcement of me in 1983 - when Ivanov announces, and I appear from the hall, getting ... Temploy ... Taking such a pen from his pocket, which was supposed to turn into a pointer. That is, I walked on stage to fulfill a monologue of a guide. And then, it means that Zhvanetsky: "The boy jerked and immediately older became ..." On the air, this pointer disappeared somewhere, and the boy, turning his head to the shoulder, began to call some unknown lus. For whole years ...

Do you know what happened during this "Derga"? The monologue "Running Maria Magdalen" simply cut out - he did not go on the air. The most terrible and dangerous phrase was "... Some in the West believes that it is hummingbirds," when it was about the birds that I showed on the picture of El Greek. Can you imagine the courage and direct the transmission if such a monologue that is now perceived as innocent, then cut out?

The humor was compensated by another - this is this intelligent trial. That is, we are talking about neighbors in the stairwell, and in fact misfortunes, the problems of the country grow for nonlapitsa of our life. The fact that then became known as the word "Messedzh", was placed in leaves, which voted the Soviet authors. And for the cruise of their individual phrases, we understood that this is the expensive interlocutors to us that they are ready to tell much more in other conditions.

Yes, probably, we agree that it was not the most acute transmission from all that you saw in life. This is later, especially comparing with when everything is already all ... I came to perform at a concert on the day of the police, and I asked me something more likely - without listening. In the hall, Yeltsin, Chubais, and ask me farthetern. I, scientific hard experience, I also read my ear and thought that he was glad. But it lasted, fortunately, not long. Almost long. Then all these dismissed editors returned, all this unemployed Vataga people who followed that it is possible or cannot be spent in such particularly solemn cases as the celebration of Militiamen.

Announcement of the First Channel

- Here is this corona number of Schifrin about Lusyu - regret that he supposed to you so much?

Well, is the thief number, you see? He stole a lot of things that I now find a quietone there and Syumsham. Maybe even he was not bad. But he stole my youth, honestly. I studied on the artist, and not on my husband Lucy. According to the standards of then television with the rest of the numbers, I was not very lucky. Here is "Lucy" - it was some kind of niche, which gave calm editors, well, and we did not add trouble with Coclushkin. Such a tested mask. But I, of course, wanted to do something else, and I did, but without ether.

- And where did this "Lucy" come from?

From the A4 typewritten sheet, on which the Koklushkin's monologue is still ackled, and brought him, as I remember now, to the monument to Gogol on Gogol Boulevard. On the bench to the right of the great writer, he opened the folder with the texts, and we marked the beginning of long-term cooperation. He was then shot in "around laughter", collaborated with "Evening Moscow", writing feuilleons for her, and I was young and promising. And having received a "Luce", read it at the competition as a "bisovoy" - there is such a term on the stage, this is something small in the main speech. And when I came with this in "around laughter," we decided that I would write "Magdalen", and I will implement the "Luce" for the hall. It turned out on the contrary: "Magdalen" remained in the basket, and "Lucy" became me to disperse and command.

Zelocles "Lucy" in the 1990s

- Your complaints are connected with the fact that you studied from Viktyuk and played him? Have you seen yourself on stage?

I could play as much as you like in the theater from Viktyuk, read a variety of monologues, even try to sing, dance, show pantomimes and fencing, but I did not have any ethers! But the metropolitan artist should count on some kind of future, and the future of the pop artist is his solo career, yes? He should be known to want to go to him. That's all restrained. I knew the whole estate-concert Moscow, because I already had rooms with which I worked in the house of the actor, Tsdry, in the house of scientists. I was a boy for myself for a long time. I had an unlightened monologues of Zhvanetsky, Koklushkin. And I appeared in concerts as such a dessert for my own. But I also needed to travel around the country, I had to somehow get to the posters, to turn around the audience. Unfortunately, even after the victory in the All-Union Competition, the All-Union Ether was tightly closed to me.

- "Around laughter" then existed without any competition on television. Now another situation. How do you assess the current state of the Russian humor?

It seems to me that the first channel came in the only right way: he did not pull into a new format of those who transit move from the program to the program on other channels.

- And what a new format is what?

There is such a chemless rivalry of two channels: on the first long there was no pop humor after the departure of Galkin and Petrosyan on Russia. And somehow it was necessary to assume that the "second channel" was engaged in the mass variety, and the first one comes up with creatives and projects. On Russia since the "Ashland", the launched machine continues like a random number generator, produce humor on the conveyor. The first did not drag all this string of my colleagues ... In our "around laughter", other persons; There are also authors of network blogs that can hardly be found in the "manschlage" or "mirror curve".

- You can already be considered the author of blogs - given your activity and popularity in facebook . Are you tracking the network humor ,? As far as he is ahead of what we see on federal channels?

Much ahead. They simply spin on different orbits. Humor television, except for youth projects, "Comedy Club", several light years behind the Internet. He is still in reality, where the charges are living, incorrect husbands, mother-in-law. That is, the whole deck of these closed cards that will never change you.

- The most win-win version of the Russian televisionum is a man, disguised into a woman ...

I have recently been shooting at the "shelter of comedians" on TVC - acting gatherings dedicated to women. I suddenly raised the topic of these dressing and found that in Hollywood is actually very popular inverse story when women play men. Examples to bear numbers - from Brad-Pittov wives to this Jewish boy at Barbra Streisand. There and Oscar received women for men's roles. Die delaying win-win not only in the "mirror curve" - \u200b\u200bthey are universal. This is the "twelve night" of Shakespeare, "Hussarskaya Ballad" - why not? This mill "man-woman", "a man-man" works, because it is embarrassing and there is nothing reprehensible in it. When he becomes a common place, of course, you can go crazy. Takets with boobs and tits with aunts, separately from the aunt, is, of course, terrible.

I remember the phrase of the medieval doctor of Paracelsa, who said that only the dose does the same substance with medicine or poison. Any humor would not be so unpleasant if he was released in homeopathic doses. Because each humor has its own target audience. I do not know the universal humor - well, Chaplin, maybe Rykin. And that, I knew one pillars, who could not tolerate Raikina, - she wounded me in the heart. How could she not love my idol?

- Will it turn out to compare the Russian humor with Western?

In 1991, for the first time, ran into the states as part of the support group of our athletes at the Goodwill Games in Seattle, I got into comedy-club. Clara Novikova, I had to show something with a translator. Now this culture was given in Russia, became part of our leisure, I'm not talking about the essential grid, in which there is even Comedy Woman. But then I experienced a shock because I did not understand how it turns out. It seemed to me that humor was Rykin. When people sit in the beautiful hall, and he, the Great, coming out and tells the monologue, in the course he changes the mask. And I saw that a person creates a feeling that invents something on the go, hesifies indecent gestures, puts the microphone between the legs, clinging the audience, communicating with them in Panibrate, - I had a revolution in my head. For me it was like a forbidden fruit. As if I got into the basement of some kind of club, because there everything was mysterious, and it is incomprehensible. We came to this later years, and inertia that you can pronounce from the scene only what three prints cost, for a long time I have been done.

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- It seems that she brings over many humorists of the old school.

Now somewhere I found this text, printed on a typewriter with scorch, and I can not understand what was then led by people who prohibited this number. There were so many euphemisms there, even the deficit of condoms from Zhvanetsky was formulated: "And these, these ... The opponents of children ..." Well, listen to whether Pasha Will or Garik Harlamov will have at least a second confusion before pronounce the word "condom"? And then this word was unprofitable, it could not materialize, voice. Even the Zhvanetsky - at the time already known - it was still "opponents of children." Not because of his shame, but due to the fact that it simply could not sound.

- And what will your internal editor say if you try to joke in "around laughter" on the first, say?

Now the editor advises me to relax and enjoy the fact that I can in the profession. And in the profession, I can now, a scientific life, to talk about what we learned so well by laughing. I'm not sure that I should generally talk about Dimona, that this is at all my mission. It will be inorganized, it is not typical of me. Not only because of the editor, but simply because I love to show people. I like to portray a special kind of people: ridiculous, wrong ... people who are merciful, because of their misunderstood. These are not heroes, they never knock on the table. Why want sharpness so much? We are now moving towards our permanent category "Question to the Interviewer". What are you so recruiting evil sharpness, she adds to humor?

- acuity increases degrees - it seems so.

It seems to me that now in parallel there is the element of the network humor, which is very flashing, hysterious places. It demonizes everyday life, our reality. I will explain why. So I was born 60 years ago in a blind spot - on Kolyma in the village of Susuman, where my father served for 17 years. Appearing on the light 11 years after the war, from conversations, from the atmosphere, from everything that feeds children's sensitivity, I approximately imagine what is very bad. This is hunger, war, repression. It is a barbed wire literally in a kilometer from the barrack in which I was born. Everything was in barbed wire there. I understand that it is scary.

Or, I came, for example, on a diatac exam, and the Associate Professor of Farm in Gitis asks me: "What do you have on your neck?" I say: "A, these are two triangles." And there was such a little keychain presented by mom, David's shield, which at the beginning of the eighties on a Jewish boy-student was already some frond. Such from the blackened silver, my mother gave me - how I could not wear it. Literally the next day there was a question about my deduction. For what? For this keychain Idiotic. She still read me a lecture on how much because of this shield, evil in the world happened. I studied on the course of Sharoeva, thank God, there one of his word extended this wave. I have already come up with some speech, I am with this I am found right in a dream, through the night's marrow, argued: "What do you think, under the Senya of the cross, didn't see anything in the story?"

Here are these small memory flashes, they serve me as fear receptors. I understand that there is a ruined fate. Here is this famous phrase of Akhmatova about Vegetarian times - I am ready to answer directly with all your wounds. I believe that we live in absolutely vegetarian time, which even sinner compare with carnivorous.

Here you have another example ... well, we will bypass without surnames. One speaker is calling another and, since this speaker was well received by Brezhnev, he says to her something in this voice. 1981, the Secretary General is alive. Then the voice of Brezhnev talked only to the company, where they trusted each other, because it was ridiculous. So the next day, this "parody" no longer worked on central television. Just the second dictator was lucky to be a daughter-in-law of some big rank in the Ministry of Defense, and, as you understand, the phone was listening. But it was not in 1937.

The editor, of course, is sitting in me, and how it is placed there, I do not know. But he starts not only by this. He cuts off the words "ass", the entire survey row, he hits a lot of things. I will tell you, there were times when even the word "meat" seemed not good. Depended on the context: for example, it could produce associations with a lack of meat.

For curious: the scene, which Shifrin says, from the film dedicated to the girl Kate, begged to oppositionists in 2009-2010, begins with the 28th minute

You inside this plot is sitting inside, and outside you look at all as in the time of Moskoncert. You were so subtitle, and became literally a rush. In the fact that Nahiv Zalmanovich Shifrin became interested in bodybuilding, too, Lucy is to blame?

- Bodybuilding is a strong word for our conversation, it from the cover of the magazine about fitness. And what, we first dissemed the Soviet power, and now we will demonize Luce? I came up with the next version of the answer to this question: I think it is more connected with some of my internal complexes than with external. Although once happened ridiculous. Somehow, I appeared on the threshold of Apartments Pugacheva - we were preparing for the shooting of the Martov "Sparkle", - she straight and frowned at the door: "And I thought you were 40 years old." And it was some 89th year, or something. And then Babakhnu for me is still Gurchenko. I came to some kind of my benefit and asks: "How old were you today?" Well, I called the figure. And she: "I thought you were much older." That all the time they did some calls that I was incorporated with inner age. And most importantly, I was delivered to my dreams. I wanted a lot of things to play. Like Zhvanetsky, remember, "when my appearance will not rise the hall"? So I already understood that I would not play something and that, because I was what.

It was worth it only for a year to walk into the gym, as in the Vakhtang performance "I don't know you anymore, a cute" Viktyuk, who knew me from the first year, looking through the shirt, said: "And you have everything well there ..." and partition us with Makovetsky! We almost all the second act played topless. I suddenly realized that for the first time I could do it without constraint, - I depicted Maksakova's lover. And this did not cause me any inner "oh, why, and I can not, but you can next time." And now in the series "Philfak" and in the film Mirzoyeva "her called Mumu", please reflamp did not cause me any constraint.

But the point, of course, is not in this - not how many cubes. I never measured my biceps. The fact is that the power gave me confidence. There is such a word "socialization", and this sport very socializes: the fascination of sports very socializes, because in order to deal with, we must go to the hall. I got used to my environment: Colleagues-actors, endless bikes - I already know them by heart in any interpretation. And the hall gives me communication - the same society is a small, compiled from people of absolutely different professions. And I like this connection with a possible viewer. I communicate there, I live that life, which in my schedule was not recently not. In the sense of me, I did not have the reception of the walkers, information do not come from life. And there I am sitting in the steam room with a deputy, in the drink a protein cocktail with a senior manager, at (economist and journalist) Nikita Krichevsky during the break between approaches learning forecasts for the next century. It helps it very much. In addition, these are some other personal records. My poor mother: Could she imagine that a boy who was sent to the eye doctor in the first class of music school, because he pushed himself in the note, would raise 125 kilograms? How?

Ready to see your eyes to the best summer day - August 3, on the picnic "Posters". The Cure, Pusha-T, Basta, Gruppa Skryptonite, Mura Masa, Eighteen - and this is just the beginning.