Andrei Kudinenko

Boys of fourteen years old find themselves in the Suvorov school – someone thanks to family tradition, someone for the sake of high ideals, and someone not even of their own free will. Having entered Suvorovskoye, the guys at first do not represent the full extent of the load, and most importantly, the responsibility that will have a profound impact on their subsequent life.

Nikolai Kazantsev arrives at the mysterious estate of Count Vladimir Pazurkevich, a young man intending to study fine arts in Italy, but lacking the means to do so, he takes a chance on an adventure! Introducing himself as a professor, Kazantsev tries to pretend convincingly that he is studying the Count's extensive library, while at the same time actively hitting on Pazurkevich's fiancée, the beautiful Anna. Strange events taking place at the estate draw the guest into the whirlpool of a mystical and eerie story...

Remake film. Russian drama school domination. In the last quarter of graduating class comes a new student, violating all classifications, and an affront to the leader. That, in turn, is ready to do anything not to give up this title until the end of school days. How badly would not have had to deal with those who stand in his path to goal.

Interlocking narratives, told out of chronological order, about partisans in the Second World War who are a band of nihilistic marauders, roaming the countryside and dispensing what they see as justice to those they consider collaborators with the enemy.

Andrey Kudinenko's essay film about the cinema of Valentin Vinogradov, an ottepel era Soviet director accused of aestheticism.

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Vasia thе Pedestrian is a football fan of Brest Dynamo. He has befallen 5 golden seasons that means he has visited every play of the team. He travels to away matches on foot. In 2016 he has passed 4 470 km – no hitch-hiking, no money, spending nights in the wood. Football has saved him from prison. Road has been saving him from death. Vasia has opened intuitively a universal formula: when there is no hope and you see no meaning of life – just keep on «footing».