
Olga Privolnova
Directing
Known For

It takes 20 minutes on foot to get from the town of Nikola-Lenivets to the village of Zvizzhi. Nikola-Lenivets is the site of Arkhstoyaniye, a most fashionable festival of landscape objects. Zviszhi is the place where Val'ka, Lyudka, Zhen'ka and a sixty-year-old "dolly" Natasha live. Natasha lives with Valerka, a guy who served a term for murder because he knows how to fix electric wires. Valerka prefers to pass his nights with Zhen'ka. Val'ka was once Lyudka's kindergarten teacher; now they spend time together in a vegetable garden drinking denatured alcohol. "Fashionable" festival people and "degraded" Zviszhi people never heard about each other. But one day, village people decide to go visit their neighbors during the festival...
Zviszhi

Train from Moscow to Vladivostok and back to cope with the task. Freshmen of the Moscow Art Theater School are looking for travel companions to be played upon returning in a new performance. And you feel us - say fellow travelers. Harmonists, ZEKs, whalers, sappers, directors of vegetable bases ... Feel! Drink tea and moonshine with us, listen to our truth and bullshit. All the same, there is no edge. There is only an opportunity to find something important. Over these 14 days. For this road.
Through

In a small village on the slopes of the former coal mines, Oleg Pavlov, the father of many children, screens the "Little Prince" of Exupery. The camera is the cheapest, bought for retirement. In the roles - Oleg and his four children. Two years of filming and editing - and journalists from all over Russia are on a visit to an amazing creative and friendly family. But the family never calls his father at the table. Children refuse to go to the premiere of the film. And Oleg himself does not go to spend the eldest daughter, when she leaves to live in another city. He just sleeps. And no one wakes him up.
The Little Prince
New movie by Olga Privolnova
It’s Not Going To Hurt
Here they sleep with a gun under the mattress, dream about Chameleon glasses, read Yesenin, sing in a 20-degree frost, and after "hello" they promise to rape.