Who wouldn’t want to be rich, to earn lots of money with little effort, to wear beautiful clothes, and live in a bigger house? That’s all Jankó ever wanted, so he grabbed his walking stick and set off into the world. And because this was a world of fairy tales, he gained much more than he expected. In addition to riches, he also found the love of a real fairy. Is this the end? Is this the conclusion of the story? No, it is not over—it’s just the beginning. What comes easily goes quickly—and the fairy leaves. Only now does Jankó realize that all the wealth, beautiful clothes, and the big house are worthless without someone to share. So, he takes his walking stick and sets off once again. He no longer cares about treasures or richness, only if that beautiful fairy could be with him one more time. He would even fight the devil himself for her. (And he will.)
Who wouldn’t want to be rich, to earn lots of money with little effort, to wear beautiful clothes, and live in a bigger house? That’s all Jankó ever wanted, so he grabbed his walking stick and set off into the world. And because this was a world of fairy tales, he gained much more than he expected. In addition to riches, he also found the love of a real fairy. Is this the end? Is this the conclusion of the story? No, it is not over—it’s just the beginning. What comes easily goes quickly—and the fairy leaves. Only now does Jankó realize that all the wealth, beautiful clothes, and the big house are worthless without someone to share. So, he takes his walking stick and sets off once again. He no longer cares about treasures or richness, only if that beautiful fairy could be with him one more time. He would even fight the devil himself for her. (And he will.)
Under the direction of Attila Balázs, Mónika Tar skillfully evokes one of the most distinctive and culturally significant genres in Hungarian literature with great flair and naturalness.Whether interpreting the various versions of folk ballads that have been handed down to us, such as "Júlia szépleány" or "Kőmíves Kelemenné" or the literary ballads of Arany János, like the widely quoted "Hídavatás" or "Ágnes asszony," Tar Mónika's performance stands out.The concept of "balladic obscurity," and the genre features typical of ballads are not merely revisited but are placed in new interpretative frameworks during the performance. Simultaneously, the music composed by Balázs Márk and the animation created by Bálint Hunor construct a complex system of symbols around the figure of the performer. The performance re-creates the universe of the ballad at the level of the performed text but also by musicality and visuality.
Under the direction of Attila Balázs, Mónika Tar skillfully evokes one of the most distinctive and culturally significant genres in Hungarian literature with great flair and naturalness.Whether interpreting the various versions of folk ballads that have been handed down to us, such as "Júlia szépleány" or "Kőmíves Kelemenné" or the literary ballads of Arany János, like the widely quoted "Hídavatás" or "Ágnes asszony," Tar Mónika's performance stands out.The concept of "balladic obscurity," and the genre features typical of ballads are not merely revisited but are placed in new interpretative frameworks during the performance. Simultaneously, the music composed by Balázs Márk and the animation created by Bálint Hunor construct a complex system of symbols around the figure of the performer. The performance re-creates the universe of the ballad at the level of the performed text but also by musicality and visuality.
Once upon a time there was a small village in the heart of Africa. There lived a mother and her three sons. They were very poor. But they had something: mother's beautiful hair, ebony-black, long as to reach one end of the village and the other. Her hair saved them from all their mishaps: when they were hungry, they could use it to fish, when they were bored, they would use it to jump rope, when it rained, they would hide under it. But one day, the boys grew up and left home in order to make a living... Will mother's hair keep protecting them?Our performance talks about selfless love and looks for the answers to the question: what is the right way to love? Badu Mamma should learn how to love her children without smothering them, while the three boys need to know that leaving your home is not forgetting – and sometimes we must dare to ask for mother's help.A nonverbal performance for ages above 5.
This is a big challenge. We are leaving the familiar landscapes of Transylvania, whose mountains and plains feel like home. We are leaving a region whose culture has been part of our lives since childhood and which we speak almost like a mother tongue. We head west, taking a deep dive into the world of the peasants there, which, although part of the same spiritual culture, has so many different values. We do this with as much dedication as the Bukovina or Visk Szeklers before us. We will encounter both ancient elements and the civilized traditions of new fashions, but we will also have the opportunity to show what we have brought from home.
This is a big challenge. We are leaving the familiar landscapes of Transylvania, whose mountains and plains feel like home. We are leaving a region whose culture has been part of our lives since childhood and which we speak almost like a mother tongue. We head west, taking a deep dive into the world of the peasants there, which, although part of the same spiritual culture, has so many different values. We do this with as much dedication as the Bukovina or Visk Szeklers before us. We will encounter both ancient elements and the civilized traditions of new fashions, but we will also have the opportunity to show what we have brought from home.
A grocery store turns into a daily battlefield for its employees: promotions roll out endlessly to keep up with the supermarkets, and from the manager to the shelf stockers, everyone struggles to keep up appearances. While the goods rot, morale crumbles, and the store becomes a survival camp teetering on the edge of absurdity.The business is undoubtedly on the brink of bankruptcy, but can human dignity still be saved? Or is it on sale too? Dead Season. A biting social satire and a human tragedy—two for the price of one, now on special offer.
A grocery store turns into a daily battlefield for its employees: promotions roll out endlessly to keep up with the supermarkets, and from the manager to the shelf stockers, everyone struggles to keep up appearances. While the goods rot, morale crumbles, and the store becomes a survival camp teetering on the edge of absurdity.The business is undoubtedly on the brink of bankruptcy, but can human dignity still be saved? Or is it on sale too? Dead Season. A biting social satire and a human tragedy—two for the price of one, now on special offer.
The fairy with the yellow hair and one brunette haired fairy heal forgotten memories, memories that fade over time, remnants of past events, so that they can be cared for and sent back to their owners. The fairies' loneliness intertwines with the love between them, and the grayness of suffering and pain is colored by the playfulness and daydreaming of the two, who dream of playing the harp, flying free, and being happy. Is it possible that their shared dream comes true? The stage adaptation of Angi Máté’s novel, a story about friendship, fairy tales, rigor, and unity, reflects themes that concern young people: the passing of carefree childhood years, changing attitudes toward parents, and the promise of independence, but also the burden of responsibility that comes with adulthood. The creators of the performance mainly invite children aged 8-12 to engage in an interactive game and collective reflection. Through this show, the 'Csiky Gergely' Hungarian State Theatre strengthens its theatre education program.
"I remember exactly the day I first heard about Cseh Tamás. I was a pupil. Ever since, I have considered him a key part of my personal development. During my master's studies, I gathered the courage to play his songs. That’s how 'Zbor adânc' (Deep Dive) came out. One guitar, one microphone, one singer – in one place, for an hour." - Jancsó Előd"Come on, Zsuzsika, I think I could sing at your theater, it would be a great show. There's the stage, above there's carnival decorations, below a restaurant table and a chair. I’ll sit on that chair and look around, and I could do anything. […] The audience will feel that I’m starting to sing in a special vocal range, and meanwhile, the country, hush-hush-hush, would be rising. I won’t start singing, of course, but the tension will keep growing and we’ll all fly together. 'Zbor adânc' (Deep Dive). That would be the title." - Csengey Dénes – Cseh Tamás: "Zbor adânc" (Deep Dive).
"In Birds by Aristophanes, two men who are exhausted from living in endless wartime, decide to build Cloud-cuckoo-land, the first utopia in art history. 2500 years later, we are still living in an endless war, which only changes its shape and territory, we are tired, defeated and dreaming of a personal utopias. What is next? Is it still possible to create a world where everyone is equal, where there is no war, no fighting? If so, why can't we make it happen?” (Kokan Mladenović)
A man lying in the sand. Washed up by the waves. There’s no knowing where he came from, where he is heading, what he wants or what he is fleeing from. Somewhere, in a distant land, he used to be king. The Prince of Tyre. But now he is only a man who has nothing but a story. This is Pericles’ story. But not only his.