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Performance start 18:00
Ticket price 150-400 hrn
The bread truce

Performance language - ukrainian

Duration - 2 h 20 min with intermission

Genre - laugh / cry / understand

First night - December 28, 2020

Author - Serhii Zhadan

Director - Stas Zhyrkov

Stage designer - Yurii Larionov

Costume designer - Khrystyna Korabelnikova

Assistant director - Nataliia Dubrova

Composer - Andrii Ruharu

Lighting designer - Serhii Shalabanov

Video projection operator - Anton Stoliar

Sound engineer - Stanislav Lomakovskyi

Costumer - Liudmyla Savytska

Props woman - Alla Kremkova

Head of artistic and production department - Oleh Pustovit

Scenery engineer - Yurii Berdnikov

PR and promo - Hanna Beshkenadze

Photo - Anastasiia Mantach

Design - Anton Kudriashov

Producer - Stas Zhyrkov

Mother dies. Two brothers – Anton and Tolik gather together in their childhood home to decide what to do next. And summer is outside the window. And there is a war outside the window. And outside the window – a river and a bridge. Outside the window – childhood and a father whom they hardly knew. Outside the window are fields that are burning for some reason. Outside the window – the world, but without mom. And mom is upstairs. And a lot of memories, because they found an old diplomat, and there – a lot of old and beautiful photos. They are happy and alive on them. They just moved into their home… The bridge was destroyed. The whole world remained “somewhere over there”.
… Brothers laugh, cry, reminisce, receive guests. Various. And you come in – let’s talk about the truce. Bread

The famous Ukrainian writer Serhii Zhadan wrote an incredible text about our present, about who we are, about you and me.
“Well, how to get out? I don’t know. Everything is on fire. Truce. And now it’s empty without you, and the place where you were, where your voice was heard, is filled with wind, like a house abandoned in a hurry, a house in which there is still you can feel a child’s warmth and a woman’s breath, a home from which the spirit of joy has not yet faded, a home where you did so well, a home that you cared for, cared for, that you called your own, a home that lost its sound without you , like a violin, froze in the February cold. And now it’s empty without you, and the place where you were, where your voice was heard, is filled with wind, like a house left in a hurry, a house in which you can still feel the warmth of a child and the breath of a woman , the home from which the spirit of joy has not yet faded The home in which you did so well, the home that you looked after, cared for, that you called your own, the home that lost its sound without you, like a violin frozen in February cold”.

With the support of the National Union of Theater Actors of Ukraine.

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