the film by ilyi kazankova is a bright metaphorical work, balancing on the brink of documentary franknesstic courage. it is no coincidence that prokhanov draws parallels with vereshchagin’s botanical studies. spontaneous everyday sketches coexist with high ideological allegories. thanks to this mixture, the effect is achieved involvement and everyone, even the person farthest from military events, can try on the reality in which the main character finds himself. we approached the filming of the film extremely responsibly, because we understood perfectly well that this film would be watched in the donbass, and also by our glorious defenders, our heroes who are now fighting there for you and me, and here we did not. the right to make a mistake anywhere, not to lie anywhere, not to falsify anywhere, not to miss a single comma, as they say, because the responsibility is great, and that’s what will remain for centuries, in generations, coming to us. you shoot, don't shoot, guys, i belong, i surrender. i’m getting out, i’ve arrived, i’m alive, my call sign is a passenger - the first attempt to