he was born in karelia in the small town of segezha when the genius was 4 years old, his dad died at the front in six genes a friend began to write poetry. i was spinning around the carousel, i didn’t understand anything. where , at the age of 11, gena entered the suvorov and then the moscow higher military command school , i will now write down the most important things in my diary. i dream of standing guard over the mausoleum. gena loved his homeland very much

and did not like anti-soviet jokes. well , he didn’t become a military shpalik, what’s the matter. it will take 7 years and shpalikov will come up with a film. i walk alone in moscow from the most favorite films of the audience of a huge country called the ussr, this river embankment and a steamboat. gena was very fond of. under the banner of shpalikov, we recalled his poems and songs. there is no moscow, but gena remained. fadeev committed suicide yesterday and today in all the newspapers his portraits and medical certificate during a mental depression caused by an acute attack of alcoholism committed suicide. please no. alcoholics

are not spared, how could he talk about the bright, tall and pure drunkard, in essence, just a drunkard talented chatterbox with viscera burned with vodka there is nothing to justify him. deserter one day, falling with a parachute, gena broke his leg, it was very painful, but i thought, hooray now i will be fired from the army. in the same 1959, shpalikov entered the screenwriting department. vgik will not pass even 5 years, as the boy from suvorov will become famous films based on shpalikov's scripts. i'm walking around moscow, the

outposts of ilyich will be called the manifesto of the generation of the sixties of the era called the thaw, a song to the verses of shpalikov will sound on all dance floors country. i want to have a beautiful wife, a bungalow on the seashore and strong children, boys, they must have blond hair. i will teach them how to swim and shoot a bow, they will grow up to be real men, like tom sawyer, then they will have a buck catcher. they won't follow her around the streets. they will take my car away and the tanks will sit in the back seat of the car. they will have everything that was deprived. i, they will be indifferent to my work, but they will understand how to fish with a spinning rod. and beat the mullet underwater? i want to have

such guys, at least two. the river is heading towards me. on the river navigation on the river steamboat steamboat white little white black smoke you bore me. i come out big. clumsy under the sun, which is at

its zenith and i step in a blue puddle and tell them you're sorry. you'll excuse me blue puddles. clumsy and clumsy well, through the children has always been on the second. he was first. he was a noticeable such a strange character

because he was a suvorovite, and he was not shy about it, on the contrary, he emphasized it with his heels he always bowed to his teachers and was loved by everyone at once. naturally, there was a rumor that we have such a wonderful talented guy, all the homeless were romantic all the time we met some kind of cafe. well, all the last money was left there. well, where did she already earn. we earned advertisements with him, because, again, the staples were not wrinkled. we are not droplets. this is the type of ad. it

’s good in the world, what’s the matter, it wasn’t the war that went right right away . ha, it would be nice now to drive around the city under rain in such a strong thunderstorm. when everyone is running along the entrances and to the subway and the rain hits the windows? and then another girl is walking, reached by a thunderstorm.

all wet, beautiful asks you to let me down, and you say, please sit down. and you won't let me down. and the rain is pouring more and more and i think that it is already running out and that it will not be enough at all, but it still whips and whips and shakes the drainpipes , does not think of ending at all. and then there is a girl next to you walking barefoot, shoes in your hands, and you tell her, well, how warm water is very warm. now to bathe in the summer rain. it would just be great . does it suddenly end? he is no more. he was just gone, but how beautiful it smells of leaves and flowers and comes by. it 's impossible green volga and not wet and everything is very

good. these hotels just built them different. the russian peoples and we were determined to rewrite the population and i had such a number of a separate questionnaire. and suddenly, where it strains and we were finally alone, and we corresponded with him. it was very funny. well, they worked there for 2 days. received about this, some encouragement in wildly. do you know

who enumerated the population. well, then we went to play volleyball in leningrad. i was settled by midgets, they were artists, uh, the house of a collective farmer on the earth market, and suddenly gena appeared, he said, this is my bride. lilliputians adored him listening to him sing with them. he loosened my hair if he advised me to ask her with slippers. it started discord in everything in the gita. and we actually no longer studied the course of our drove, and we were all in complete despair in the bathhouse. shumel kicked out six

man and for the institute from the komsomol for the skit tape recorder. guys, they recorded a parody of a historical-revolutionary play. we gathered, who laughed, and in the morning the directorate knew that there was such a political hooliganism, then it was called all my life and now there is still. unforgettable 58 is a very difficult year and because of such despair. how was not to marry, of course with me here is

a poem. look, today we drink again the three of us. yesterday the three of us the day before yesterday. all the evenings the three of us were the fourth, but he forgot how he sang beat him to

spit, he left yesterday, and all the evenings the three of us. here these three photos were taken by georgy verberg. so, by the way, and here is the samberg which he took off. uh, sasha knyazhinsky, who came out, took off. gosh so that he is already present. on january 1, they called me and invited me to talk, my father asked on january 1. still. when will you come? i say, well, we 'll talk for an hour and that's it. i arrived 3 days later. that's how we got together for years, when we almost never parted, after all. it's amazing how this photo keeps time on itself, something i don't see today. uh, in this context, there are no photographs, because because there is repulsion between people

, if here it was not just an attraction to absolutely feel unity, today it is a feeling of mutual repulsion, because everyone considers themselves strong charges, so each user must be on their own. people change addresses, move, part, and only autumn forests. in the wide world they will remain conversation and not resentment out of habit, a field of compressed simple road through the forest to the train, between empty ones. she led prosperity glory privileges the cart overtook us and a guy rode in a cart. this is ryazantsev, this is me, and this is the prince's girl who had a very nice time. the cottage was not heated, so the heating was

the only one from the inside, this girl, when we took her from home, she is still a schoolgirl. just don't let it out on the ice. just watch the first thing she did. she went to the ice and fell down to the waist. right there, we immediately, therefore, organized a fire and dried its lower support. it was a happy time , wasn't it? there are wings and tailors and boots, but only artists how these sprout rats. if from nowhere no, the

miracle has an explanation and i don’t have a bridge for this, the miracle has no explanation for it and i don’t have a bridge for it. like this. of course, there are no secrets now. there are no secrets and you don’t need to invent them, they don’t exist, everything mysterious is gradually disappearing from our lives. although this is not a mystery. hidden secretly do you know what happens when a woman suddenly turns into a street? or a street with

a woman but it's not that a street woman doesn't have a moulin with a gun. although the moulin rouge is also beautiful pink stockings black skirts. you know, you can tell the taxi driver about it, you can tell the taxi driver everything. anything, for example, that you flew to new york.