Vladimir Beldiyan biography

November 19, Evgeny Vakhtangov - student of the Evgen Theater. Vakhtangov is preparing an unusual premiere dedicated to his founder. This is a theatrical tour of the streets of Moscow. Excursion-abruptness to the life of Evgeny Bogrationovich Vakhtangov. The director of the immersive performance Vladimir Beldiyan told what to expect to the audience from a new production.

Is this something like an interactive radio show? With a walk, with a constant change of scene? I can only discover what all young artists of the troupe tried. Vakhtangov is present in our theater, he is among us, I feel it. Our theater rests on a very strong foundation-this is a love for the founding father. Let it be verbal. But the words are material.

In no theater, the name of its founder is so often repeated as ours. Shamanism, probably, but the more often they pronounce this surname, the more the theater becomes stronger. Some higher powers are called up and help. After all, Vakhtangov left, not knowing that there would be a theater, that his brainchild would survive, did not count on anything, went in the ignorance of the future.

But his energy connecting us, she is here. They worked with great interest with love. It struck me. Maxim Sukhanov from Germany sent his well -read text. But besides her, the theater historian Dmit -ia Trubochkin, an employee of the museum of our theater, Margarita Litvin and Theater, Maria Chernova, helped me a lot. She read the history of the XX century Theater, and at a lecture on Vakhtangov our meeting happened.

I remember how Maria Valerievna told us about Evgeny Bogrationovich. Something then was personal in her eyes!

It seemed that she was in love with him. And then I thought what kind of vakhtangs are, if a modern girl is passionate about him, if he is alive for her. This was the first call. Well, then, when he had already plunged into the topic, he found out that he was called hypnotist, his eyes were big ... And of course, he possessed magic - so many people around him to rally!

Everything will begin on theater square. Vakhtangov came to Moscow not from Vladikavkaz, where he was born, but from Riga. He was supposed to enter the Polytechnic Institute there, passed the exams, but did not get into the competition, but while he was preparing and passing exams, participating in theatrical productions. In Moscow, he gave a petition to the university at the natural faculty, only not to return home.

He fled from his father, from the fate of the owner of the tobacco factory. But even in Moscow, he again did not study normally, and day and night he staged performances with students. Have you also exchanged a respectable university for the theater? I studied computer science, and I also had a strict father, professor, he taught at the same university. But someone pulled me to go to the theater, and a month later the first triples appeared, my father was called to the carpet.

And Vakhtangov’s father until the last tried to turn his son away from the theater. He was a tobacco magnate, a stubborn, heavy man whom everyone was afraid, he needed a successor of the case. Maybe Vakhtangov and his father fell ill with his father, because there was a strict confrontation, an open riot against his father. And then? He studied there. There used to be a church of Boris and Gleb.

In it in the year, Vakhtangov was married. And then Arbat, Vakhtangovsky Theater. And in the finale we will go to visit the Vakhtangovs apartment in the house in Knay Lane - everything is saved there. Let's drink tea. Caution, simple and tragic. A special intonation was needed, and Irina Petrovna found it. Everyone fell in love with him, and Tsvetaeva did not pass it, but he was a gentleman in everything.

They are replaced. And the sounds of the past: crossing the road, you can hear a cabman, for example. To each other. To the art theater. And Vakhtangov lived beyond all. That is, if everyone dispersed, his path home was the longest. He was so busy that he could only think about his affairs only when he went home. At home - a wife, a child, and in the morning - a stolen collar, and again - a theater.

Maybe someone is lucky, and he will meet Stanislavsky or Meyerhold on the street.