Oh, how murderously we love... F. I. Tyutchev. Who would argue that actor Mikhail Kozakov is a great poet? Hardly anyone will dare, I hope. But somehow it so happened that often on television show programs in which Kozakov reads the poems of his beloved Brodsky. But there is such an artistic sketch for forty-four minutes, in which Mikhail Mikhailovich and Anna Semenovna Kamenkova-Pavlova read poems by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev. Thanks to the website KinoPoisk, which included this sketch with the title “Oh you, the last love!” in the filmography of these two artists, and we gave you the opportunity to hear and see in action the beauty of the Russian language, its richness and depth through the mouth of Tyutchev, the mouth of Kozakov and Kamenkova.
But the film does not focus strictly on reading the poems of the Russian poet. Otherwise, it would not be so interesting for the viewer to understand, to get in touch with the soul and thoughts of Fyodor Ivanovich. 14 years in a row, as the letters and voice of Mikhail Kozakov say, 14 years in a row Tyutchev loved one woman Elena Alexandrovna Denisiev. He was already on the way to the sunset, but it was not love gray in the head, demon in the rib. Young Elena Alexandrovna reciprocated Tyutchev. It wasn’t just passion, it was really dramatic love. The voice of Anna Kamenkova, tremblingly tender, tells about Turgenev’s letter. Imagine not in Russia, but in Paris, Turgenev and Tyutchev met. We met and went to the cafe. And Fyodor Ivanovich told Turgenev his grief. By the end of the story, Ivan Sergeyevich was amazed that the poet’s shirt was wet with tears.
And what spiritual outpourings were told to a friend, husband of sister Elena Deniseva Alexander Ivanovich Georgievsky: “Not living, my friend, Alexander Ivanovich ...” The wound festers, it does not heal.” And how to live when Elena Alexandrovna left at the age of thirty-eight. A year later, his daughter Elena and one-year-old son Nikolai die. You can't wish that on an enemy. And despite the pain of loss, Tyutchev does not cease to write deep philosophical poems. And all of this can be seen and heard by watching "Oh you, last love." This is not even a movie, but rather a guide to the life and work of Tyutchev. But not boring and monotonous, but magically charming, who is able to revive the love of poetry, who is called upon to open a volume of poems by Fyodor Ivanovich at his leisure and try to absorb the life-giving grace that Tyutchev bequeathed and transmitted to us.
Don't worry, don't worry!
Madness seeks, stupidity judges.
The daytime wounds are treated with sleep,
And tomorrow will be something.
Live, know how to survive:
Sadness, and joy, and anxiety.
What do you want? what do you want?
The day has passed, and thank God!
10 out of 10