An adventurous detective with pieces of buffoonery. He'd be forgotten forever if it weren't for the titan's name. Ryazanov — pretty, it seems, had a hand in the production of the script — with the new times clearly did not make friends and exposes the ugliness in post-Soviet Russia, along the way, still finishing up with the criminal Soviet past. The epic imagery characteristic of his best old films was replaced by on-screen tinkering with cheap film techniques and directorial vision, too looking senile grumble.
The full pathos of the fight against untruth in such a frivolous presentation looks unnatural. In the mass of episodes, the film has a magical ability to make you feel uncomfortable for the flights of director’s fantasy, the dash of which cannot be leveled by the attempts of acting. The honored maestro, who invaded not his film field at all, where the taste and sense of proportion clearly change him, showed everything he was now capable of - without cutting off the slag, sometimes giving off insanity.
In the distant four desperate aunts I. Kupchenko does not fit well, the expressive stupidity of the goods to her, the role of clearly gravitating, does not fit at all. In his usual heroic image, Gaft looks pathetic here. The brightest played by Mamuka Kikaleishvili.