Some days ago I commented a blog which was about POSZT. I wrote that I'm very interested in it, and hopefully I will see some performances of famous theatres form different part of the country. But now I would like to write about the National Theatre of Pécs, namely about two totally different performances I've seen in the past few days.

In my opinion the best staging of this season are The Fifth Seal (Az ötödik pecsét) and The Imaginary Invalid (Képzelt beteg). These are incomparable with each other, first of all because of their genre. The former is played in Hungary in 1944, so I think everybody can imagine this historical period. There occur several important moral questions which can't be easily answered by the characters and we will leave the theatre with the same doubts: what would we do in the place of the characters? The topic is serious-how can we preserve our humanity and integrity when our life is in danger...

The second play, in contrast with this is a comedy. It takes place in the Chamber Theatre which was rearranged this time: the stage is in the centre with the auditorium on its two sides. We sat in the third line, so I felt that the actors are very close to me, the whole situation had a homely atmosphere. I laughed a lot, there were some topical jokes, as well. When we entered to the theatre we saw smaller and bigger aquariums on the stage with fishes, so it was very unusual. There were three musicians on the stage during the whole play, as well, they hanged together with the play, so I didn't noticed them...

Finally I would like to add that the actors and actresses play was excellent. The young generation (like Adrienn Herczeg, András Pál, Zsolt Zayzon) and the seniors (Béla Stenczer, Zsolt Lipics, Sándor N. Szabó, Ádám Krum) could cooperate very well. If you are interested in the world of theatre, you should see these performances...

Kundera

There were times when somebody asked me about my favourite book. I couldn't answer...I felt that I am less than others. The time wore on and now I can pridefully say I also have a favourite book. And I didn't do anything for it.

How did this book find me? I got it from my room-mate in the summer of 2006, and I almost became an addict:). The title was: Immortality, written by Milan Kundera. To say the truth I haven't heard about him until that point.

I'm not sure anybody will understand me without reading something from Kundera, but this book is a kind of “I can't tell you the content, you must read it”-type novel. The whole story begins with a gesture of a woman, than we hear a conversation between Goethe and Hemingway in the heaven, and the death pervades the whole story...

And one last thing: I've never wanted to reread a book, this was the first time when I would like to do this...