The film looks like a heroic banter of the capital's semi-intellectuals based on their departure shortly before that term in the army - on the topic of how they would like to see themselves in the first months of service. The probability of the realism of such fantasies about fitting conscripts-Muscovites into the army background is small: the self-sufficient denseness of numerous mentally different provincialism usually won immediately.
With all the stretches, the effect of recognition from the film is no worse than from a book about Schweik: probably, the manifestation of something in all conscript armies - especially in a state of half-life - is essentially common. In comparison with the immediately preceding 80s sloppiness in the way of the / h in the film significantly more. There is no noticeable characteristic contrast then: the lickiness inside the fence along the perimeter and thickets of brown cacti in secluded places immediately behind it - stunted-curves, commensurate with feeding, in spirits and massive-full-weight at dembles. Perhaps the partial adoption of universal values that came with the 90s finally removed the locks from the soldiers' toilets, which were kept sterile for inspection commissions. Or maybe the filmmakers did not consider such details worthy of his video series - after all, the movie is entertaining.