The film is probably long overdue and important for the director. The dissection of the late Soviet capital class, which formed an intellectual-technological servant of power, privileged both in terms of video recorders and places of residence in Stalin’s “heights”, and in the possibility of intersection with foreigners, largely politically indifferent, who allowed themselves to frond in the form of anti-Soviet anecdotes, and even to keep figs in their pocket – even in the immediate vicinity of employees of “organs” that instilled fear, so that everything was without violations. With such support in the collapse of the country a little later Perestroika chances of the Soviet power, of course, was not.
The film is perfectly shot, a lot of characteristic details and expressive characters in the episodes. Good Alexander Voroshilo. Brilliant Larisa Udovichenko. Feklistov in the image of a sweaty volleyball player perfectly succeeded in the image of the Typical Soviet Writer admitted to the wide readership, specializing in a win-win heroic-patriotic theme, one of those whose works the shelves of bookstores were loaded then to failure.
The moment of sexual fuss in the truck could be draped - even if soaring into the sky a pair of love pigeons.