Savaitgaliui išvažiavom prie jūros. Bycicle Film Festival išvažiavo iš Londono, tai ir mes paskui.
Ir pyst - karščiausias metų savaitgalis. Nai nai nai. Prieš pora mėnesių ėjom pležu ir rinkomės fainiausius namus, o šįkart vienam jų apsigyvenom.

Taip viskas gerai į vientisą mozaiką dėliojosi, kad Brighton dabar mūsų favourite city kraustymuisi. Vaizdas pro langą į vandenį, būtų dar labiau masinantis, jei ne infamous Southern bėdos. Svajojam apie šiltus vakarus, smagias vakarienes along promenade, tylius pusryčius Kemptown kavinėse, aukštas lubas ir jūros vėjui atvirus langus, pasivaikščiojimus Undercliff, arbatą Ovingdean pleže ir žuvėdros sudrumstą tylą prieš užmiegant.

Pastatymas - zymiausio Kubos sokejo ir choreografo Carlos Acosta, soko dabartiniai Londono Baleto primarijai, o spektakliui net neipusejus sulaukem ir dramos - pagrindinio vaidmens atlikeja japone Fumi Kaneko ne ant tos kojos nusiliedo ir i scena daugiau negrizo. Po trumpo samysio ir keliu kostiumuotu praneseju uzdanga vel pakele, ir Kitri vaidmeni iki pat galo soko Marinela Nunez. Svarstem, ar ji cia taip arti teatro gyvena, ar niekaip neatsiziuri vyro (Thiago Soares Basilio vaidmeny) sokio. Moteriske man is kaires netvere dziaugsmu, kad geresne balerina spektakliui gavom, o as vis galvojau, kad turi but tragiskai skaudu girdet, kai visa sale ploja naujam aktoriui, nes tu tik ka issisukai koja ir siandien jau nebesoksi (gal ir susitaikymo juos moko baleto mokyklose).

Atskiro zodzio nusipelno dekoraciju kurejai uz tai, kad visa vaizda padare toki malonu akiai: atvirukinis ispaniskas miestelis, mistiskas zydintis miskas, (infamous) malunai saulei ledziantis ir siaudinis arklys. Ir viskas taip laisvai juda, slenka, keiciasi. Jokios nuosavos vaizduotes nereik.

foto is ROH puslapio

Kad tie ispaniski motyvai dar geriau sugrotu lyg ir atsitiktinai, bet greiciausiai viskam ateina savas laikas, ankstyvo lunch uzejom i Condesa. Is mazu leksciu mados cia sita uzeiga. Meniu rimciau valgomi tik kokie penki uzkandai (nes argi patiekalas, kas - kasnio dydzio), bet viska cia pat papjausto, pabarsto, uztepa, pagrilina...

Ir jei operhauze, tai i terasas butina! Kad horizontas matytusi ir visi sidabriniai debesu pamusalai...

Edgaras apie Donmar tik is mano zyzimu buvo girdejes, tai jam buvo pirmas kartas. The Same Deep Water As Me – tipisko tinginio plano prasigyventi istorija. Tokia itikinama istorija, kad visai laisvai gali save isivaizduoti sedint ne teatre, o to posedziaujancio teismo salej, nes ir prasisukimo schemele ten aptare ir jau posedyje teismo po ivykio dalyvavom. Daug slengo ir eastender’isko akcento, daug juokingu, panasioms situacijom budingu, klisiu ir buko kvailumo (gal ir naivumo), ir dar tokia seip sau pabaiga. Nors is kitos puses, jei jau gyvenima rodo (pirmam veiksme net tikra muse skraidyt paleido, o antram - stoga laset prakiurde), tai tu pabaigu su fanfarom ne tiek jau daug ir buna. Nuoseklu.

Pries-teatrinei vakarienei sikart issirinkom HomeSlice – nedidele picerija Neal’s Yard visai uz kampo nuo Donmar. Cia viena is tu sekmes istoriju, kur maisto turgaus prekystalis susirinko tiek klienturos, kad vietos po tvirtu stogu prireike. Meniu yra kokios 6 picos (kai kurios parduodamos ir po gabaleli), o isgertas vynas matuojamas linijuote. Piciu padas plonas (todel tie 20'' blynai yra iveikiami), o salia tradiciniu (nuobodziu) ingridientu ir labiau neiprasti. Pasiprasom puse picos uzklot jaucio uodegos mesa su krienu padazu, o kita puse rukyta skumbre, zirneliais ir metom. Abi puses buvo labai vertos demesio, bet jei po paskutinio kasnio reiktu mirt - jaucio uodega ir krienai.

The tour marks Bolshoi's 50th season and although it's been with a shadow of quiet recent acid attach on it's creative director, the dancers proved yet again they are the best ballet company despite anything.

My personal favourite were lake scenes, where full set of 24 ballerinas are gracefully dancing in white gowns. The lighting on them was so sharp, that it almost hurt your eyes to watch these swans. They were glowing with unearthly whiteness. Quantity does also matter here. The view is so much more rewarding, when big stage is filled with adequate number of great performers. Russia is huge and there is plenty of choice of any kind, but to select the dancers so well and to train them to such precision, must require exceptional skills too. Every single one of them was perfect in its own right, but at the same time they all were part of magical picture. The magical picture that full Opera House came to see. OMG!!! This is the largest Opera Theatre I've been to so far. I am sure Milan's Scala can match it, but I am yet to see it full of people. It felt like the inside of huge hive: hot and busy and with almost everyone fanning themselves, it radiated waves of eternal movement.

Prior to event, as it now became a habit, we went to yet another amazing place, London has to offer for dinner - Opera Tavern. It is very nearby the ROH and, perhaps therefore, we allowed ourselves to stay there longer, than we should have had. The last meters to our box were completed in running pace with usher leading the way. We were almost (god forbid) unfashionably late, but to our defence we had full stomachs of delicious food (and felt rather heavy by just looking at those divinely floaty swans. We do not stand the chance on the stage, ballerinas do not get even to dream of such dinners. Anything more then a salad leave would probably drive them out of business, right? :)). The food was delicious indeed: everything from scotch egg (not my usual choice) and goat's cheese stuffed courgette flowers to mackerel with rhubarb purée and Iberico pork lions, not to mention turrón parfait with yoghurt & orange blossom mousse and apricot sorbet (they really can do it !!! with baked milk desert being something of a stranger options ) was extremely good. We only regret, we had to choose some dishes from the menu with others being left for another time, what effectively means we'll have to return, but with so many good places in town yet to try, who knows when it is to happen.

So we stumbled across Celine and Jesse trilogy(1,2 & 3). Seriously?!?!  EVERYONE (apart from us) knew it, but it was the discovery of at least a decade in it's field for us. Not much is happening in this movie, but it's witty, it's funny, it's soooo down to earth.  Immediate classics and will be re-watched many times.

On we went to Noel Coward's Private Lives - the most recent production at Gielgud Theatre with Toby Stephens and Anna Chancellor as Elliot and Amanda. It's jolly funny, minus of course those few odd lines like 'Some women should be struck regularly, like gongs' and scenes of domestic violence, but it's in the script and since the script is from 1930s you might let it carry on with some extra booing, that audience happily did each time characters were too of present day track.