The clock didn't stop... What wonderful movies you can accidentally discover! So the work of Ruben Muradyan “At the end of summer” at one time passed by me, and today gave an unforgettable evening. The script for the film was written by a Russian writer, prose writer, playwright, screenwriter, art critic and literary historian Semyon Borisovich Laskin in collaboration with Heinrich Ryabkin. The script is deep and true, as the film turned out, thanks to the efforts of many wonderful artists, among which Leonid Obolensky deserves special gratitude, who played the role of Andrei Afanasievich Vedeneyev, for which he received the prize “Golden Nymph of Monte Carlo” in 1980 for the best male role.
He played vividly and heartfeltly, because he didn’t need anything to play either – the memory of the past, the memories of his youth spoke through his mouth and eyes. With a very small timekeeping, the picture is full of diverse characters, visually representing a slice of that historical period. Someone of such characters immediately "lies on the heart" - a young doctor Alexander Sazonov (Alexey Sveklo), Professor of Medicine Arthur Yanovich Kruglovsky (Antanas Gabrenas), nurse Vera (Marina Dyuzheva), someone gradually acquires a negative viewer's assessment - the son of Andrei Afanasievich Anton Vedeneyev, his wife Olga (Nina Veselovskaya) and "sharp" director Evgeny Ivanovich (Vyacheslav Shalevich).
And there is one character whose perception was ambiguous at the beginning, but it was he who created a real miracle in the finale of the picture – the grandson of Andrei Afanasyevich Yura (Vladimir Borisov), who managed to star in the film “Eternal Call”. A special atmosphere in the film is created by music performed by a symphony orchestra, singing poems by Tyutchev, Fet, Baratynsky, and almost a “wedding song”. The “love ring” that can be listened to endlessly, because everything in this world repeats itself, and each new generation again and again passes the same path of understanding the truth, making their own mistakes and their subsequent atonement. The main thing is to understand in time who you are with and for whom you are: with a car and without conscience, or in a cramped apartment filled with love and battle of dozens of wall clocks.