A 19th century French aristocrat, notorious for his scathing memoirs about life in Russia, travels through the Russian State Hermitage Museum and encounters historical figures from the last 200+ years.
The manifestation and fireworks on the 1st of May, one of the ritual celebrations of Soviet times, as a gathering of tired participants of a mass scene falling into pieces without the director's orders and without any aims.
A fine specimen of cinematographic pen-pushing, with very mixed agenda and nothing to say whatsoever, apart from the gallery of monsters who stood at the helm of the Soviet Union at one time or another. If there's art in a rogues' gallery, this is it. What can be deduced from Boris Yeltsyn staring into the kitchen table, beats me. As for the depiction of sh*t we've always been living in, there has never been anything new in it, even in the late 1980s when this "lyrical documentary" was made. If you want Sokurov, go elsewhere. His "The Sun" (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0439817/) is the real masterpiece, for instance.
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