The first time I saw this opus was a long time ago, as a child. And so long ago that I do not exclude the fact that it was the premiere show in 1999. Then the film made an impression on the impressionable boy (well, me, that is) some kind of impression. I was especially struck by the effect of the “terrible biological weapons” (which, according to the plot of the film and contrary to any sound logic, were actually stored and transported in the reactor zone of the submarine) on a man in the person of Konkin-Sharapov (in the film I do not mention his name). And later I returned in my thoughts to this film and this poisoning scene.
The second time I watched the movie was relatively recent. Of course, the cheapness of “special effects”, weak acting, the general pathos and bombast of the plot, as well as reckless imitation of American thrillers, and category B, immediately caught the eye. But children's impressions more or less balanced adults.
The film may interest those who are very (I emphasize VERY) impressed by the romance of the submarine fleet, or like the delusional, but completely cut off in its infinity atmosphere of Russian films of the 1990s. Others are unlikely to last more than 15 minutes.
