Americans are prone to paranoia and dark fantasies. They are especially afraid that someone will be cooler and come to them with a grab. From here you can find such pearls of filmmaking as two “Red Dawn”, “Invasion of S.S.A.” with Chacha Norris, the pilot episode of “Sliding” or such a long enough mini-series “America”. You can, by the way, translate as Omerica, America, etc., because the title is intentional error. Or maybe this intention only seems to me like in one of the episodes where a war veteran carries an inverted American flag in a parade, which was not emphasized at all. Well, not really.
A 5-episode series, but as long as five Sunstrokes, America chronicles how North Americans somehow lost much of their over-patrioticism, fumbled membership in the UN and NATO, and allowed themselves to be conquered by the Soviet Union. Unthinkable, but somehow rolled, and without a sea of corpses. And they have been living for ten years under the yoke of the damned Soviets: they go to parades with posters of Lenin, stand in queues waiting for food thrown on the shelves, in schools young American pioneers learn social Darwinism and study the history of their country, about what kind of goats their ancestors were, who froze poor Indians.
The more strong-willed public was already not sweeter - everyone sits in concentration camps, and those who have been liberated become exiles, scouring for food on uncultivated lands. Paradox? Not at all. In just ten years, no one has been able to properly re-educate. Fear and resentment of usurpers have made Americans apathetic to everything. To thoughts about neighbours, about raising the economy, etc. For some reason, they chose to grumble in the kitchen for ten years about how they lost and lost everything, and blame the invaders for all the problems. As a result, around the mess, devastation and dilapidated houses.
Seemingly like the CCCR of times of adverse periods (although in the film it is already 1997), from which the leaders dragged their own crisis into foreign territory. A mirrored reality, plus more hell and darkness. The general grayness and dullness in memory is caused by the last episode of “Police Academy”, filmed on shit film.
But it is, von. The series focuses on people of higher rank. Sheriffs, district chiefs, politicians and others. Sam Neal plays our protege in the state, Colonel Andrei Leonidovich Denisov, who for ten years seems to have figured out how to improve the state of affairs in a dithered country. Behind the screen organizes elections of heads of regions, promotes red propaganda and controls the sluggish opposition, sometimes allowing them to raise their heads to immediately whip at the hare (if anything serious, they decide everything quickly - send helicopters and tanks, and they roll the freedom-loving people into the ground). In general, he focused on the goal of putting a moddy society on the working path, so that at least somehow they began to work for a bright future. And there will be a younger generation that has already joined the new ideology. But the Kremlin executives, it turns out, don't need anything. They do not need anything producing ASSR, and in general they are still tormented by anxiety that the specter of democracy will suddenly arise, and impose on Denisov and senior General Samanov (Armin Müller-Stahl) all sorts of unpopular decisions.
Meanwhile, the former US president, played by Chris Christofferson, comes out of the concentration camp, who seems to be too old for rebellious shit and reconquering the country, but it would be necessary to take revenge on the slut-wife who sent him to prison, took away children and took a place in the government.
There is no need to expect much excitement from the series. In sum, he is quite muddy and unhurried. In addition, predictably over time rolling into Nazi-militarist cranberries (brainwashing, bombing peaceful settlers, etc.). Although there are several combat episodes in the picture, mainly this canvas is about how all 11 hours Americans are mercilessly fouled and oppressed, and the local leader of the people, tired of sitting under prison and house arrests, raises the people at the last hour to revolt. But "America" rolls well as an extraneous look. Author Donald Rye flooded this “soap” with all sorts of semi-nostalgic curious details, such as the smeared vulgar pop scene, “cooperation is more important than talent,” “the party will lead us to success,” “the world of socialist brotherhood,” and the division of a vast country. But the director may not have guessed that in just five years there will be no USSR, which will eventually disintegrate into many independent states. My brother looked into the future. Even pictures of a deep crisis in fictional America are more characteristic of the formation of the Russian Federation in the 90s. From this position, time for this dystopia does not seem to be a waste of time.
6 out of 10