Seryoga, let's go to the booth! I can't, I'm celebrating 40 years today. I usually tell the first half an hour of a movie and then I go on to the next half, but that’s not how it works. I'll tell you what I'm talking about.
The central character is a juvenile idiot, despite being 40. The most natural boy who from childhood bathed in the excessive attention of women. He went swimming, but forgot to grow up. He is 40 years old and nothing has been done. His classmate is already some sort of thing, but the boss, his old friend has already given his daughter to marry, and Sergey (that is the name of the main character) only has a one-room apartment, a car by proxy, a very small daughter and a lot of debts around the city.
He even has 15-year-old behavior. I saw the skiers and ran to catch them. I saw the cyclists, and I ran over them. When he saw the thieves, he ran to stop the crime. I got on set, let's get in the way. And when everything was tired, he got on a freight train and left. All right!
It just ends up being sad. The inner child refuses to believe he is 40 years old outside. Through this, Sergei begins cognitive dissonance with subsequent hysteria and clowning - only the cry "I want to go home to my mother" is missing.
Many reviews of this film say that the director shot the anthem for an entire generation. Honestly, I didn’t live in the 80s, but for some reason I can’t believe that a whole generation of such idiots has accumulated in the country by this era. If the reviewers are right, then it turns out that all urban people born in 1940-1945 are helpless teenagers, all unhappy and unnecessary. I don't believe it.
But if you look at it from the other side, the film is definitely good. He has a good pedagogical component. If you show this film to a person 18-22 years old and say, "Look what happens to you if you don't get smart," you can achieve certain positive results. And, of course, actors are good - there are no such actors now.
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