[000:00:00;00] good, and i’m not sure that this is right, so i don’t understand who should decide and regulate this, but i know for sure that we have a huge shortage of free venues where life would be more active than in repertory theaters. but if we talk about the economic component, the theater as a whole, is it unprofitable or can it make a profit, how does this all happen? no, only the enterprise theater brings profit, but that’s how it is. doesn’t happen, because let’s say literature in this sense, it seems to live more honestly in its relationships with the state, of course, we get some money there for festivals, for some , but in general the book, that’s how much you sell, that’s how much you’ll receive royalty fees and so on, yes, that is, no such injections, especially , if this is a book not commissioned, and most books are still written simply because they are written, that is, in this sense, theaters and cinema are probably structured differently,

but the bolsheviks preserved the big theater? although there was no money then, well, they saved it somehow, so no, theater, well, it’s a cultural phenomenon that seems to me, well at least some, yes, if the theater is supported, it seems to me that this speaks about the level of this state, it seems to me that with all some shortcomings, horrors, and many say that there are many theaters in moscow and no one knows the number until now ... here, but it seems to me that it’s great that in moscow you can go to the theater, when you get on the metro there at 10:00 pm, a lot of people come with programs, well, that’s great, very great, no, no, no, it seems to me that no matter how technology develops, it seems to me that any meeting with a living person, and not dating in search of a bride on the internet, it seems to me that

gramophone records failed to disappear, they disappeared in the beginning, yes. then it all came back, there are such crazy people who spin them, books, that’s how many, it seems, yes, you can see it better on a computer, really, nothing, i think one writer said it all, you can put a kettle on a book, well, yes, probably , well, okay, thank you very much, evgeny boritovich for this conversation, once again, my best wishes to your wonderful theater, we’ll wait for the divine comedy, that’s all, that’s all. before thank you, it was a podcast about the lives of wonderful people, it was hosted by me, the writer alexey varlamov, my guest was the wonderful theater director evgeny borisovich kamenkovich,

watch all episodes of the podcast lab project on the website of the first channel 1tv.ru. my greetings, dear friends, the melody of my life podcast is on the air, today i have a wonderful artist as my guest, our friendship has been tested by time, we have known each other for a long time, so i would like to greet dmitry kharatyan, people’s artist of russia and immediately, to break all stereotypes , even, which i have in my head about the podcast melody of my life, the first question, dim, is this: what melody can explain your highest level of patience, your vaccination against star fever, because you are, perhaps, from our generation, who is now about 60 , a little more or less, hello, how did you manage to do it, you were the first to experience, people’s love, especially since at the age of 16-17, all the girls

around... that’s it, but you’re normal man, as long as i've known you, you've never had this, yes it was, it was, everything was, and this too was, well, of course, water and copper pipes, those same copper pipes, well, as you know, oddly enough, i’ll sing a song just from the first film, which it was called a joke, the first teacher was vladimir valentinovich, he is my creator, and he determined my fate, the future, of course, this song is not performed so often, but i really love it. and she basically talked about this palada about the first rain. when the first rain drops and thunder rolls from the cloud onto the roof, my city is shaken with pre-holiday tremors. and i hear her with my soul and skin. the rains at the beginning of summer, like poetry, elevate us to

our origins, and from the street it seems quiet, everything in our souls is peaceful and high, and the smooth surface of the window glass will tremble, the smells of the boulevards will become sharper and the buildings will look into the mirrors, deep, like rivers and sidewalks, in a mixture of water and heights, you walk calmly, slowly, without hiding, and it seems that since the streets are clean, we all have clean souls and consciences, then the rain beats in cables, then in streams. now a dot, now a dash knocks on the frame, and it seems that everything you