Иван Кислый
Неполным будет утверждение, что в Аире Вайда виртуозно соединил литературную основу с документалистикой. Нет, более того: он поставил под вопрос сосуществование жизни и кинематографа. Вайда спрашивает: перестает ли жизнь, заснятая на пленку, быть жизнью? И дает вполне однозначный ответ.
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16 мая 2007
Всякая ерунда
 Grasieli
Из серии "не могу не поделиться" 
Анонс концерта Гребенщикова в английском Тайм-Ауте:
Chances are you’ve never heard of Boris Grebenshikov, and certainties are you’ve never heard his work, mainly because he’s never released an album in the UK. And yet he is close to selling out the Royal Albert Hall (or rather, giving-away out, since it is a free show). This isn’t, however, a case of fanbase faith overcoming critical indifference, Show Of Hands-style. Boris is actually one of the most important figures in Russian pop; he’s often referred to, by those who know him, as the “Russian Dylan”, but a more appropriate title would be “the samizdat Donovan”. His early works, at first with his band Aquarium, and later as a solo artist, were clandestinely recorded and distributed illegally, pop music being rightly frowned on by the Soviet state as a symptom of Western decadence. Like most oppression-era pop, Aquarium’s music is a mish-mash of often conflicting styles informed by what ever music could be smuggled into the band’s ears; alongside their off-kilter lo-fi blues ran elements of prog, folk and even reggae.
Excitingly, (if you’re into Russian pop), Aquarium are reforming for the occasion. Thus perhaps the most interesting thing about the show, culturally speaking, is that the audience is likely to be 99 per cent Russian. For Russian expats this is like The Woodentops playing St Basil’s Cathedral, for free. Of course, this isn’t the first gig of its kind: shows by Cape Town stars Springbok Nude Girls (now known simply as Nude Girls) and their labelmates Parlotones regularly sell out London shows to audiences of appreciative South Africans. Obviously, this says something extremely profound about London’s place as a world city and a global capital of multiculturalism and all that, but it also suggests that while Londoners talk a good one about our enthusiasm for new experiences, we can be a bit on the lazy side when it comes to acting on our own noble sentiments.
So why not buck that disturbing trend and check out Grebenshikov? It’s not like it’s going to cost you anything, and you never know: you might even enjoy yourself. At the very least, you’ll have something to talk about, providing you can get someone to teach you how to pronounce Grebenshikov’s name.
Далее следует фотография Гребенщикова с двумя микрофонами и двойной бородкой со следующей подписью: Boris doesn’t’ do mics (or beards) by half.
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