INTERVIEW: Alisa Taezhnaya
PHOTOS: Alexander Karnyukhin
IN THE HEADING "BOOKSHELF" we ask journalists, writers, scientists, curators and other heroines about their literary preferences and publications, which occupy an important place in their bookcase. Today, film director Aksinya Gog shares his stories about his favorite books, whose short film was included in the recently shown at the box office almanacs “Petersburg. Only for love".
I've always had a lot of support
and inspired memoirs
Most of all, my reading was influenced by my mother, an art critic and a doctor of sciences. All my childhood I crawled through various art catalogs, for hours I could look at Saryan, Matisse, Bosch and Repin. To put me at the table, they arranged a seat from my mother's catalogs and books that stood on a stool - there was nothing special in the house. Mom always sat at a typewriter, surrounded by dozens of manuscripts. So the books somehow by themselves were always and everywhere.
Before I could read myself, my mother read Lewis's The Chronicles of Narnia to me for the night. I was so fascinated by what I was describing that I had no intention of sleeping at all. And once my mother says the words of a talking horse: “And now it's time to sleep. Good night everybody! Prrrr …. " - as if the book says so, and the horse addresses me personally. When later I re-read Narnia myself at the age of 15, I was really looking forward to this phrase, but it was not.
From about 11 to 15 years old, I went into bookstores and chose books by cover and, as it seemed to me then, exotic. So I read a lot of strange things: some esoteric novels, unknown modern prose and fiction. Sometimes, however, I came across something worthwhile - "The Magic Flute" by Hesse or "The Life of Ramakrishna" by Rolland. At the age of 16, I worked as an administrator on the TV program "School of Scandal": in between filming, I had to meet guests, set the table, cut sausage, wash dishes and bring coffee to Avdotya Smirnova and Tatiana Tolstaya. If the guest was not interesting to me, I read while the shooting was going on. Many interesting people from the world of literature came to this program: I remember how the poet Dmitry Vodennikov was in the studio - then I listened to his poems in the player for another six months. So, once I came with a very serious face and Osipov's book "The Way of Reason in Search of Truth." I remember that Dunya saw this, looked at me sternly and said: “Aksin, well, what are you? At your age, so many interesting things have not been read yet!”- I felt somehow embarrassed, and I hid the book in my bag.
When I was preparing to enter GITIS, and my friend went to the Moscow Art Theater School, we sat all day in the Chekhov Library on Pushkinskaya. And what just happened there with her - some completely unimaginable stories. At that time, our common favorite book was Rudnitsky's Meyerhold. There, whatever misfortune may have happened to Vsevolod Emilievich, the chapter ends with the phrase: "But Meyerhold was not discouraged." So it stuck in our head. When something unpleasant happened, inside us it sounded synchronously "But Meyerhold was not discouraged." It was very funny and at the same time uplifting - even now I sometimes remember this phrase when something is difficult. I was always strongly supported and inspired by memoirs: "Pages of Life" by Alisa Koonen, "All Life" by Knebel, "Fate is a Whore" by Ranevskaya, "Diary of Maria Bashkirtseva" and "Vysotsky, or an Interrupted Flight" by Marina Vlady.
Once I realized that I read very emotionally. I'm just playing everything for the characters. I love to read aloud - even alone. Actually, this is how my love for the antique drama happened. In my first year at GITIS, at night I would chant Euripides and Aeschylus to myself, listened to the music of the verse - it was not right about myself. I do not attribute the Gospel to literature, but it can be re-read endlessly.When your soul is restless, you read at least three pages and everything becomes clearer. In general, I like to read all sorts of nonsense sometimes. Documentary stories about crazy actions, scientific and pseudoscientific articles about life on Mars, nanorobots and transhumanism. It is very inspiring and energizing.
In my first year at GITIS, I chanted to myself Euripides and Aeschylus at night
“Lars von Trier. Melancholy of Genius "
Somehow in May it was very bad. I had a terrible allergy, my thesis film was not edited, and in general everything went downhill. I left for Africa from the Moscow spring and took "Melancholy of a Genius" with me - this book actually saved me. As soon as I get discouraged, I understand - it's time to go to Larsik. So I called him "Larsik", so he became my family. It was warm to me to read about such a difficult and ridiculous person, with so many phobias and pain.
Ancient Greek tragedies
When I studied at GITIS, we had the subject "History of Foreign Theater". It was led by Professor Dmitry Trubochkin, a specialist in antiquity. It was necessary to read about thirty different ancient Greek plays. I was so addicted that I think I read almost everything - at night and aloud. Few things now have such a hypnotic effect on me as Aeschylus's "Prometheus Chained" or Euripides's "Medea". It is interesting for me to watch them in the theater in modern productions: how they try to drag such large-scale conflicts of giants into the domestic field, turn them into modern times. Although this is rarely good for anyone. I have always been amazed at the scale of the characters' personalities, because they are mostly demigods or gods. When reading, I always feel that a person can be capitalized. Well, Sophocles or Aeschylus - definitely with a big one.
Vincent van gogh
Letters to Brother Theo
When we entered GITIS, the first book that our master Dmitry Anatolyevich Krymov advised us to read was “Letters to Brother Theo” by Van Gogh. When you see how a great person works endlessly, suffers and how difficult it is for him, it gives strength: you understand that you must plow even more and not feel sorry for yourself. Reading diaries, you admire the power of a person who clearly knew what and why he was doing. The depth of thought with which he tries to comprehend the universe from a branch of a bush to Jesus Christ, makes him seek and grow with him.
I have Lermontov with illustrations by Mikhail Vrubel - as a child I could look at him endlessly. When I reread The Demon, without looking at the illustrations, I still imagine them and see with Vrubel's strokes even what he did not write. This is an insanely beautiful piece, and you must definitely read it out loud to see and hear it. In fact, he also has something antique: a demon who is in love with an earthly woman - and a completely insoluble conflict between two worlds.
I was very upset when I learned that the original plot of "Faust" was created by the English playwright Christopher Marlowe, the play was called "Doctor Faustus" - this was two centuries before Goethe. As a child, Goethe saw a street performance of this play, it stuck in his memory, and years later he came up with his own "Faust". In fact, this is not a rare story: for example, we know Don Juan as the romanticized hero of Moliere, Hoffmann and Pushkin, and yet he was at first completely different - a very dark and terrible, collective image of real prototypes with a tragic fate. And the Spaniard Tirso de Molina was the first to invent his image - when I found out, I was amazed that Don Giovanni was created by a Catholic monk.
The book, from which it is impossible to tear yourself away: Danelia - he is such a fairy tale-teller. It is not clear where is the truth, where is a lie, and where is a hint. Roy tales about his life - yes, such that he wants to be in all the places and situations that he describes. I really love Danelia's Tears Falling Tape. She's incredibly touching, funny and full of pain. This is one of my favorite films, just for the soul.In "Chito-Grito" there is also some kind of piercing sadness, wrapped in a touching and funny veil. I'm generally a fan of irony, and you can endlessly learn from Danelia how skillfully and easily he twists everything.
Possess and belong
For some reason, for me, this book became the poetry of a minibus - in the sense that I took a minibus, read it and everything around me became magical. Of course, what can I say - it is clear that Renata has an incredible atmosphere everywhere: her own world, which shimmers with mother-of-pearl - she wants to live in it. I remember that it struck me how Renata's world connected with the world of Zemfira's songs when they began to cooperate. I listened to Zemfira from the beginning of her career, and then, when they met Renata, she had completely different works. And now there is a lot of such blue-green, Renatov's.
I entered GITIS, where there was an examination in painting, and the night before I could not tear myself away from this book. Sleepy but inspired came. Now I have a generally bad idea of the text itself, only some sensations, awe that she caused me. We must return to her again, because I do not remember anything except the feeling of tenderness now.
Culture and Spiritual Revival
This book gives clarity of mind. Clarity not in the sense of specifics, but in the sense of "like a clear day" - such a bright day. Sometimes you can just read a couple of pages and somehow everything becomes quiet and peaceful. It is worth reading it in small doses, when there is a complete mess in thoughts - it brings order to the soul.
In general, I love fairy tales - they are without tinsel. I listened to this play as a radio play a long time ago, in a cassette player with a red rec button, and then re-read it. For some reason, while listening, the whole world consisted of three colors, a bit like a cardboard layout: a combination of orange, purple and black. I still remember those intonations and music - the phrase sounds in my head: "Shadow, take your place." It seems to me that if I suddenly hear these voices again, I will shudder. All the circumstances, thoughts of that time will be immediately remembered. Books are like smells: you hear a smell that was associated with something ten years ago, and everything - all the details at once, all the sensations seem to be right here, next to it.