Михаил Жванецкий - Большие Трудности У Киношников
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Filmmakers have very big difficulties. Filmmakers have the biggest, most terrible difficulties. You don't really know. The requirements for reliability have increased, but there are no old tanks and few Mausers. People have forgotten how to wear a tailcoat. Rudeness and rudeness turn out nothing in Siberia, but education in St. Petersburg is not going well yet. Aristocratism is not yet developing in St. Petersburg. If the hero is just sitting, that’s all right, but as soon as he opens his mouth, he doesn’t move yet. Or, there, one’s own dignity, this inviolability of the individual...

It feels like he was told. Maybe they demanded, scolded, deprived of wages, did not pay sick leave. Well, so that he could play the feeling of this dignity. And, apparently, he wants to: he raises his head, and stands on tiptoes, and drinks to strengthen himself, but still doesn’t know how.

Women's pride - so that without swearing, from the inside... Well, even when she is lying covered with a sheet, the announcer says:

"Very proud." And when it opens, it still doesn’t tell - it shudders, looks sideways, and you can still feel it.

The English Count is also awkward, sideways, still afraid to enter his castle. Well, if the jacket is a quarter behind the neck and the neck is like a pestle in a bell, how can you show aristocracy if the pants and jacket need to be constantly supported?! Or kiss the queen's hand, or hold her trousers. And you still have to look for her hand: she also strives to shake.

Food is not given yet, it’s not swallowing itself, but food as a meal. Old women were invited to the consultation, but they too had lost the art of eating: they also strive to swallow it whole and put more in their bag. And this is a prop.

And the old people forgot to walk in such a way that the jacket did not move separately from the owner. Or - all of Hitler's headquarters are in uniforms that don't fit, and the announcer says that all of Europe is working for them. But this is all external, of course, and irritates some one who is alive and still remembers.

Disputes go poorly internally, even literary ones. Everyone somehow adheres to one opinion and, for God’s sake, does not want another, for God’s sake.

The devotion of one man to one woman still looks funny, it still looks funny. And in general, the treatment of a woman, all these bows, standing up, respect, admiration... They are done, of course, but for a lot of extra money. One consultant, about eighty-two years old, was also already exhausted: Dushanbe, Kyiv, Frunze, Tashkent... “If you please, allow me,” “Only after you,” “I would be the last bastard, madam, if I left you in this position.” . The phrase: “Let me, I’ll take it upon myself” doesn’t work, or: “It’s difficult for you, let me…” But the phrase: “I led you, I’ll be responsible for everything” just feels like a stake in the throat. And this: “My place is not dear to me, our business is dear” - it only happens in parts.

It has become difficult to play an erudite, thinking person, and although the performer wrinkles his forehead and squints, such a distortion of the face does not convince.

The costumes and shoes have been preserved, but when we see the face and entire head of the barmaid of a modern anti-aircraft school above the ancient noble clothes, something prevents us from believing in her Latin.

A group of American cowboys on horses are still galloping crookedly, and even the horses have our faces.

Well, there’s canned beer, lobsters, shouts of “I’m broke!” or “I’m going to Paris on business!” although in Russian, neither the performer nor the audience understand this language yet.

But with the departure of the old people from the stage and from the audience, the balance between the screen and the viewer is gradually restored.