Hi to the writers! I would really like to write about it ... something good and life-affirming ... but in an unkind hour, on this dull Sunday evening, I stopped at watching ' mini-series' with Guest in the title role. . .
Such, you know, a mini-road-movie, only instead of the usual car, an unusual railway train of five cars, with a full arsenal: a roller coaster, dembles, and other personalities who vividly understand what the Russian soul needs, namely, vodka.
I may not have had enough vodka...because by the middle of the second series, I was completely confused by the unexpected plot twists. . .
Dear fellow writers! Where were you able to hear such ridiculous stories? In your mini-series, only the wheels of the car are realistically shot. The actors have nothing to do with it.
And the worst part is, it's not a banter (which I was hoping for at the beginning of the viewing too). This is a finished highly artistic product, the production of which has been spent a lot of money, hundreds of people are employed. This ' mini-series' will become part of the national cinema, it (really?) nominated for something, and he will definitely get something. . .
And the director and writers, and the producers will check the box in the column ' done ' or ' what to be proud of'...
You have already noticed that I have not yet spoken a single obscene or offensive word, alas... upbringing does not allow. . .
But still, the final scene with the discovery of the crashed plane (how much gold was there?) I would definitely redo... even falls out of the general stream of idiocy. . .
I should have.
'... the crying, dying Gromov lies on the hill, black and white visions swim: Lilya in the registry office marries a scoundrel, Chu! a sharp transition to color, the vague frame becomes increasingly sharp, Lilya laughing cheerfully runs at the foot of the hill, runs up to Gromov and pours a mountain of dollars on his chest with a cry: Grandpa, the scoundrel came to his senses and gave me a million dollars for my offenses. The orchestra passes by, the choir sings ' Farewell to the Slavic woman'. Curtain!!!'