In his new standup, Gleb Belogolov takes apart the meaningless excitement of life for newcomers in Moscow, a city where even homesickness competes with the queue for a residence permit. Here, a friendly conversation is usually converted into draniki, and real masculinity into a check for a lavender pedicure.
In this reality you can't pay with love for your native places, but credits and compromises become the universal currency. The show is for those who have long ago stopped choosing what role to play today and are simply trying to remain themselves among the Moscow lights.
