[000:00:00;00] it's boring to write about very good and correct people, you always want to find some kind of wormhole in a person, to understand why it is and it's more interesting to watch such a person, well, in principle, even we in life are curious about people, interesting, and interesting people are rare, they go against the flow, very correct, i will add about how this novel is written, yes, that is, in what? why are we interested in the novel, because it's a terrible time, absolutely terrible, yes, but there are some sparks of life, and these sparks are struck for us by vladimir and olga, what is mazhenism according to moringoff, it is a combination of pure and impure, yes, there is some naturalism, some sweat, blood, this is cannibalism, that is, i feel so

much. it is described so that it seems to you that you bring this cup to your lips, there is always this dirt, dirt, dirt, these old surviving objects, marvelous, there is silk, and it is all so intertwined, crystal, beautiful clothes, in my opinion, yes, olga has porcelain, beautiful clothes on ugly people, which makes you laugh. if we describe poverty, hunger, cannibalism, yes, throughout the text, well what is this, it will be black, that is, it gives the depth of the novel this naturalism and this horror described in detail, and

the contrast with the beautiful, the language is incredible, when something flies at you like a squall, you don’t understand at all what it is? oleg, and tell me, please, what place did moringov occupy, let’s say, in the general literary context, due to the fact that the novel... was banned and came out there only in the late eighties, it seems to me that moringov went unnoticed for many, he did not as popular as yesenin, and we don't know much about him, so it's just interesting to understand what place he occupied in the literary system, considering that he lived his whole life in russia, about he lived his whole life in russia, in the mid-twenties he managed to travel around europe, he was in berlin, he was in paris, he

traveled, he looked. is it worth getting out of russia, if he gets out, then where, what experience do his comrades, friends who have already emigrated have, like the same alexander borisovich kusikov, the rest, yes, and he understood that he couldn't do without russia, yes, there's nothing to do in europe, that he'll go there, as he'll have to work, because they won't pay as seriously for prose, for poetry, as in soviet russia, that is , migration options. and it would have limited him very much, of course, of course, regarding his place in literature, then molingov is trying to find himself, after his prose is banned, he understands that writing some kind of socialist realist text, prose is not for him, that would have been great, it seems to me, well, he tried, yes, but we can tried, wrote little by little, in the 50s he switched to

memoirs, my century, my... youth my friends and girlfriends, notes of a forty-year-old man, and these are your descendants, yes, and this is the golden fund of our memoirs, yes, actually, in the thirties he moved to leningrad, yes, and there he met all the wonderful writers like zovchenko, schwarze, mikhail kazakov, boris mikhailovich, ekhenbaum, literatrov, tynyanov and so on and so forth, this is such a leningrad bohemian, soviet bohemia, all the thirties he wrote plays, yes, plays here just the same, rather socialist realist, yes, but what was the fate of these plays, they were successful, some were successful, but most were filmed after the two-hundredth, hundredth performance before the dress rehearsal, all the same 100 performances no, solid, but not enough by soviet standards, if

you look at it that way, the writer is always unhappy. with how everything is working out for them, although from my point of view maringov is lucky, because he was not repressed, he earned literary income, which is already quite a lot. when he moved from kirochnaya on borodinskaya, it's in st. petersburg, yes, the next tenants who moved in, into the apartment on kirochnaya, yes, they left a memory later that they moved in there, and the front door had some crazy number of locks, about 10, chains, is this some kind of paranoia, but these were the thirties, this was