Acting
This World War II story depicts the personal war between a Soviet sniper and a German sniper. Their feud continues after the war in Soviet-occupied Germany. At the same time, a Nazi rocket scientist continues his research while a Soviet secret police team arrives from Moscow to find hidden Nazi rocket research documents and rocket propulsion systems.
Very nice young women - Vera, Nadezhda, Lyubov - came to Crimea to relax. They settle in the Eden Hotel and do not know that according to the devil’s plan, everyone who arrives at this hotel must indulge in sinful pleasures on the seventh day, and on the thirteenth - give their soul to Satan...
The film is based on the novel by Vyacheslav Kondratyev "Vacation by Wound." The story of the few weeks that young lieutenant Volodya spent in Moscow in the summer of 1942 after treatment at the hospital. Directly from the Rzhev Front with a bandaged hand, in a bloodstained padded jacket and tattered boots, he goes on vacation to his mother in the capital. Here, at the height of the war, almost peaceful life is going on - lines for vodka and beer, restaurants for the aristocracy of nomenclature, parties, girls... It’s another month for Volodya to live an ordinary life in Moscow, in a peaceful city in which everything is alien to him.
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Rookie Alexey Gavrilov ends up in a unit where hazing reigns. He resists as much as he can to the three "grandfathers" who, on the eve of demobilization, decide to recoup as much as possible on the "turtles" for past humiliations. He soon finds a like-minded person. Unable to break the will of the obstinate, the "grandfathers" carry out a vile provocation, and then Alexei decides to take a desperate step.
The poet and publicist Yury Mikhailovich Kublanovsky has many places on Earth that are dear to him. To the poet for seventy, and his flash-memories, being experienced anew, “close” times: what was experienced once and lived now. The film is about the fate of a man for whom the Motherland, wherever he is, is always there.
“The most paradoxical, curvilinear Russian poet,” as Nikolai Glazkov was called, lived the same curvilinear life. Colleagues considered him a genius, and his poems remained unknown.
