fate, well, probably, i’m not a big fatalist , i’m closer to thinking and believing that not only there someone decides everything for us. we, too, have something to stand on this earth, and from our actions, too, like envy. our life. so i began to talk about the fact that war cripples souls and hardens. and there are people, obviously, and they clean their souls so much that even to her, uh, in large quantities, it doesn’t stick to your dad , though, as i remember, uncle, or papanova, who is also a front-line soldier, who fought seriously and many others, that's what she's not broke, probably changed, probably left some imprints. there he made his prints to others, but did not break, did not harden. this hatred for everything has not taken root. every time, when comrades die before my eyes, i always tell myself, after all, it could be me about the death of the gun commander volodya andreev , what a magnificent guy he was, he sang wonderful songs, wrote good verses and how ridiculous for two days we did not sleep during the day

we fought off the squadron that bombed our troops, and at night we changed positions during one move, volodya sat on the cannon and fell asleep and fell off the cannon in his sleep, no one noticed this. the gun has moved. volodya, he only managed to say to his mother before his death. say , well, absurdity, because chronic fatigue, and he wanted to sleep. he didn't think about it, and everyone else wanted to sleep. uh, even, well, he worked with humor , and they couldn’t wake him up. the battalion commander says he was carried away and they grabbed him, that means by the legs and dragged him out of the dugout and then a direct hit, where did the fates come from? artillery raids can also, but all the time you want

smoke when and here is a pause between volleys and in the next cell. fighter, somewhere you come to me , i have a tank. i say don't shoot. now, if i ran across and quickly currant, so for three we turned into the next room in the hotel and right there in that slot, and i just was fate, our actor great brilliant split, history. he says, and hmm and my father told me a story, after which i knew that you can’t take someone else’s forever, - he says, to my brother and me. it was hit in the head. he says they were boys during the war, well war boys' war boys' life and says, we walked through the forest, and uh, father volodin says and suddenly we see something. like a barn warehouse, she says we go in, and there the boots are not tarpaulin, but officer's leather boots of all sizes, which are right on the boot, all numbered and the father lay right there. volodya said you can't take it. this does not belong to us. this is someone else's. and suddenly he says it. are you a fool, or what

? let's take it. there is no one about it, no one is guarded, and the wave told you. you do what you want, and i'll go home. he went out. well, meters there is a table. and this warehouse exploded as a whole. horror how to talk about the war to tell something? something to detail, but in principle, a lot is written a lot in access. i just can’t perceive today people who are starting to gloss over all this, like, well, it was and it was necessary to think about it, because the guards, as it were, maybe it’s so dishonest there, the fact that people gave their lives for their motherland in difficult years in short hours and minutes of rest. a sense of humor often helped me remember such an episode the whole night. we went to the next part, where we had to dig trenches. it's dark, the daughter occasionally flashes rockets, we came to the place

exhausted hungry thin. major approached our group and asked if they took the tool, he meant payment, and they took the pickaxe cheerfully answered. i did it for everyone and pulled out a wooden spoon from the top of my boot, everyone wanted it. the major is also in a mood. our salvation has risen. you know, absolutely farted in the trench. they began to decide everything and the russian germans. now i will read out along the highway escort cars with important documents were attacked by a group of escorts our scouts started a fight, which ended with the fact that ours and the germans ended up in a quest on opposite sides of the highway, and only one german. uh, confused, where are his own, where strangers mistakenly jumped to ours, and our scouts needed a prisoner like dogs with a stick, and they threw him by the arms by his legs onto the highway and, with fright, plopped this unfortunate loudly. he farted from both sides , there was a wild move, both the germans and ours neighing, and suddenly there was a bewildered silence. people could not shoot at those with whom they had just

laughed. there is truth in this and there is some such. here philosophy drank, of course, young boys in the war did not sleep, especially when you do not sleep, you are malnourished. you have this feeling of hunger all the time. i know that when dad had already returned from the war and already in peacetime. he had one single requirement that you always have bread in your family. now i will read it, but soon famine set in. on the battery, each was supposed to have 300 g of bread. in a day, often instead of 150 g. bread was given one rusk weighing 75 g; the other half of the ration was bread, 150 g, heavy, raw, sticky, as many received soap, bread, they thought to sit down all at once or divide, some divided it into pieces. i ate immediately cold weather came in the morning in the afternoon in the evening. at night, even in a dream, everyone thought and talked about food, and they never spoke. it would be nice to go steaks or chicken. no, most of all read. it would be

nice to eat a soft loaf. ruble 40 and a pound of sweets pillows for themselves boys, and with bread yes, there should always be bread in the house, if the father came from somewhere and found out that there was no bread. first, he cursed everyone terribly, then got into the car and drove the only place in moscow where you could buy bread at night. this restaurant on gorky street works for bread. yes, he himself understood that it was from there from the blockade. he gave himself feels such, as it were, psychological. it should capture everyone’s bread and the happiness that your dad wrote and memories are few, but my eldest son goes every year on may 9 to the immortal regiment with photographs of grandfather and that we came up with the immortal regiment in the circus, our children come out forties with photographs of artists who died on thanks to the war, a conversation begins that this is all not true, in fact it is all this

. propaganda arises, then nothing. this means that everything in my life is listed and to understand that my father lied to me, and his frontal friends also lied. therefore, we need to talk about this, of course, unconditionally and clearly. here i am one of the places where i will never go to lawlessness again, including, first of all , to latvia after they demolished the monument to the soviet liberators. it was his father who fought there. it was he who gave his life there with his comrades. and this is so all under the root. no. of course, we do not listen to anyone and we will talk about it, and we will always remember maxim i know that you brought letters with live songs, dad, but they were double. yes, this is after the finnish war. yes, of course, this is an obvious new year's letter, he says, january 1941 began first. thank you very much

for this congratulation that you sent me. i received it here last night. you have received my congratulations on the new year. you have enclosed photos in a letter, and also sent photos to our neighbors. once again big thanks, and so on. here, you understand, can i quote all this, can i read it here? no, not like war. there is not even about the army in the hands of supported, of course, this is a copy, that 's all the same. here they are all with some kind of humor with warmth, with kindness and with fishing rods, which were always accompanied by their own, by the way, many of his letters are what they wrote with their mother from different countries, different cities, too, comics are everywhere. these bitches are everywhere. in response, we drew at home, took a big big leaf, there is usually a house. house with windows and the house was, for example, france, the windows are

gi. tours, and every day one of us crossed out another cat, like a calendar so internal, what a happy person you are, what a happy person you are, i agree, if he was already presented once, i don’t even remember which one, either a red star or red knows, but the situation was abnormal for them, because he says that it was just such a day, non-flying . they did not have a job tolerant. so i went to the next house all the time. some people still lived there, there were specialists, everything was there. dacha zone leningrad and she had a lot of books. i read to them. i said, he also went, he said, he took some book, as i remember now, here. and i’m sitting, reading on the steps, there on the stairs and suddenly a fighter runs away, says, don’t smoke urgently alarm. i

say, as with a book, i would have run up, because there and they, having lowered the barrels of the vines , themselves, with their high-explosive rockets, not armor-piercing shells, were hacking to solder the height. i and so on. in the end, the battalion commander called him. this document. i leafed through the roots for you. well you understand, as you thought, while the relation reaches the blockade, it will come in, and they will also kill you. and for courage, i can now give you myself, there is such authority, and you absolutely then turkin, without reading, told, why do i need olga? i agree. that's how it became boards early immediately after the war, yes, well, not quite came from the war, too, an adult matured. and also at some time. after all, he already worked, the circus still has work to do. after all, he performed at theater universities and did not enter, they did not accept your lanky. although i, for example, with these black eyes, thin, tall straight

here is a hero, a handsome hero, but it's better that he entered the circus for him, he never regretted it, and he managed to go to the cinema. and yes, after the circus she came, when someone saw him in the circus and appreciated it. by the way, it's funny that levka lezhanov, when he invited him to act. eh, when i was great to her, he had not seen him in the cinema before. he saw in the circus. this is a directors clown open. uh, herman well, it was later, it was still possible to invite a clown to such a tragedy , a dramatic role, and you can even imagine, and how a person should feel. well it's something that everything is from god to him, and her mother also says that she came to work in such a circus by chance. e not only just got married in practice, and your mother was built like a boy and it was necessary to

come up with some number. it needed a boy. offered himself a father came up with, it's even handbrake. because they started to rehearse and took a boy from the fortieth family, he also already worked out a little one, but the boy was already prepared, at first the rehearsal fell broke his arm. of course, i misheard. dad and mom understand her, but sometimes you have to rehearse. and here it says so here, take it, well, the boy will cut the pigtails. so i thought, why not? i took a vacation for 2 weeks and went to kratovo to my aunt every morning. my mother and i went to the forest, my father laid out the cones, the arena, 13 m. they rehearsed there. and when it seemed like it was already starting to turn out, they arrived in moscow and the director said, but what, well, in general, it may well be, but she had not been expelled by that time. she studied the topics sharply, like academies for the faculty of ornamental

gardening and so on, that the minister agriculture lysenko faculty reduced. he said that in the soviet union such a thing was not needed. so this is a stormy man, right? well, my mother, as it were, stayed. i was offered some other faculties to translate there. well , i didn’t really want something, but here it’s like , uh, life turns. she came to your mother did not immediately understand your relatives. eh yes. that's when she chose dad, i remember the first time i mentioned, and yure in a conversation with my mom. and aunts know, i met one person, he is an artist, in which theater is he he plays, he does not perform in the theater, but in the circus he is a clown silence reigned relatives looked at me with pity in childhood. i've been to the circus. cautiously, my aunt began to remember how the clown was given for cracks and with a cry. oh, he fell face down in the sawdust. a month later, i still persuaded my family to meet yura, he came to our house, and everything was settled right away. he is

also an educated and intelligent person. well, how is it right, how important is it to listen to your heart? and yes, my mom was wrong. tell me, please, about your friends. dad was friends with the front, yes , his comrades, or was it more than that. firstly, everyone lived very no one in moscow, lived a lot in leningrad, and now their comrades have a very honest relationship. i know this, it may not be friendship but it may be even more than that, and they always honestly met and met, when they worked in leningrad, a comrade with whom he was not even friends after the war, yes, and during the war. well, just comrades and comrades. e hmm it so happened that he needed an apartment because there was nowhere to live. after all father went to his apartment. he helped. you see, that's why it's not a friend. no,

friends. this is what is called by the common word of the brotherhood of the fantas; there are their own laws, their relationships, which are in such human friendship. uh, daily, and if you take workshops, and cinema and the circus, for example, then my father had three friends. not related to the circus or to the big catomatologist or i have to the hematators , there was a huge number of colleagues, comrades, with whom they had an excellent relationship, you could go and take a visit to sit for a drink, there and so on, to catch something, but friendship as such, there were three people. this is his front-line friend to dirty, which was at my wedding. e met his sister there as a witness, a year later they got married and began to live as people. this is the founder. e our soviet e, documentaries fortified by the cameraman, a stunning talented person and semyonovich

the artist are all practically nikulin's posters, what do you know of his author's works? plaid was a wonderful companion company man with a housemate, sometimes his father came to see him after work, because he lived on the fourth floor, and we were on the tenth and the transcendent was already pulling out his father here. eh, my mother sent me, she says, come for me nikulina, then they are there until the morning. this is a podcast of letters, the director of the circus on tsvetnoy boulevard maxim nikulin is visiting me and we continue the conversation. you know one thing. it doesn’t fit in my head, so to speak , intrigue in our community is our everything. yes, everyone gossips about each other even in soviet times before the yellow press appeared. that's like all sorts of rumors about pencils that he we won’t talk about such an evil one there, yes, but about oleg and always in superlatives with

enthusiasm about your dad, here with all this popularity, and he always starred with such exalted beautiful artists and with his mother who lived for 56 years. yes, and also no rumors, no novels on the side. that's how such fidelity got married and somehow didn't stick, you know. and you know what touched me that your mom and dad never admitted that you know these kisses in public and so on. well, for example, dad, passing by, mom could pat on the head or somehow here you are, of course. can i even read directly now, because, well, this is what it is to tears. in my feelings, i never told him, just like him, we haven’t talked much lately at all, at least on the topic not related to the circus, but what to talk about after so many years together, i only loved passing by yura sitting at some with another solitaire kiss on his bald head, and at the same time he did not even raise

his head. he just smiled and that was enough for us to say without words, we happy together still, passionately, love each other happy you are a person. here you are a happy person, being late should still be enough right for 15 generations of your happiness, and this love for your children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. therefore, i consider myself a happy person. of course, i know that dad never raised his voice at you, his only curse was. what is the most if he really wanted me then he says what are you doing to me? what an obedient boy? no, i understand that because he talked about his childhood about school. there, for years , it was impossible to listen to him strongly called. he studied very well, and his mother stood up for him. in general, yes, yurochka has a bad

memory. that's how she excused speaking in our language. yes, he, too, me, too. no one really forced him. yes, they scolded me for you that it was difficult to sit down and learn it was difficult and lazy in fact. i liked it. so in general, in a good way, of course, my grandmother was my mother's mother, maria petrovna, of course, she took a sip from me. it's so embarrassing now. i was far from being the most obedient son and grandson, their parents were not. they were on tour, they came for a maximum of two months in moscow and then they couldn’t be with me in any way to educate me to love and so on. i also toured all the time. and my diesel. now he presents me, of course , that's what i always say, and where would you live, so that you would eat. but the daughters also say the son. well, such work

, too, is not on the internet with his grandmother, astana remained an advantage, because if there were no grandmother and a room in moscow uh, they would have dragged me along with them to these last apartments, talked there by the standards. i grew up completely different. i went on tour with him for almost all 50 years of our marriage except for. is that the first years of life of the son of maxim a few years. i was sitting at home with a child, i remember how yura and i flew in after a six-month tour in the usa and canada and a three-year-old maksyushka. greeted us. hello uncle. yura was terribly upset. yes, my own son went , he forgot me. well, this is a strange thing. i remember now i never had such you know, uh, resentment like this, that is, he was an abandoned child, probably, their great love was so great and it felt that the letters were described. they made phone calls. later they even became. call abroad. and only today

they understand what it was worth. they were around all the time. uh, around me in me, so loneliness was somehow everyone loves when bags of letters to your dad, and of all they want to communicate with him and everyone wants his attention. and you are small. and you are a teenager, and dad has such popularity, well, which is not fits, in general, in the universe so uh, you didn’t have such boyish jealousy no, there was no jealousy. later, for a short time, there was at least an unconscious feeling of resentment and precisely for the fact that the same ones endlessly did something for someone. yes, that's something someone always helped achieve, yes, everything was enough for him and his mother, we are quite modest, if there was already, this great trinity was already impossible popularity. and you continued to live in a communal apartment and you didn’t have an apartment in two rooms; you knocked out for everyone, but you don’t have

separate apartment. this is also accidental, because i came to ask you for someone to be lieutenant-colonel and talk. there it turned out yes the chairman of this. with the colonel, he looked around and said in a whisper, that is, an idiot. father there was really good. i missed it. uh, a few years some about a completely communal apartment. almost all of our relatives were there. we lived as one big family. we had a sign for everything. mom's relatives - that's all, yes, who are a front-line friend who has not been stopped by her sister and their parents, their children, then later grandchildren, well, we are there together, as if brother and sister, they are my brother and sister, although they are not second cousins, but

we lived in the same room, we divorced everyone, of course, well, i had some kind of resentment, but but to me, that she is at least something, and then i realized, it's not that she doesn't love me, but from the fact that i'm there all the time, and any moment can do it, but this fifteenth the second one needs to be helped now that it will be too late, this is medicine, these are hospitals , operations, doctors and simple ones and apartments. we are in at some point they called our soviet authorities. maxim will be, you will be completely there as a young boy, you understand that not all people are conscientious, that dad deceives many, but in particular they wrote letters to him with help and helped everyone. and you said they are cheating on you. well, obviously dad answered. and suddenly not. well, what if the truth is there is trouble, well, suddenly they can already work after all, when i usually say to me, these next applicants, therefore, are happy. here, but everyone has the same thing there, children

in front, there are air uh ourselves, we are from they stole money from tashkent, they lost their passport, but this is one scheme, we are here to increase these there, the happy ones were left alone. i tell her, look, well, it's not about the money. to hell with them with money, it's understandable there, but now they are going and thinking to themselves, how cool we were. not a kulin. what a no goof. here you are not offended, but he was understandable to sit. that's it. so sat sat and said to me boy. what if it's true, my gold and i immediately have all mine. holy is it true that in the nineties, when in general, people had nothing to eat, and in the circus , these poor animals had nothing to feed. they starved that your dad came to the chairman of ministers and said that if you don’t allocate

money, she, uh, food for animals, then i will bring them all here. uh, you know something video is his performances. maybe you see at some extraordinary session, when it was decided to release the place at commercial prices, including the church, this next one does not work. ah. father went there and he is so professional master shot his performance that no one was ready. nikulin came, everyone loves him. everyone respects him. he came to the podium, told a couple of jokes, as usual, he started with this. you have a bad memory yurka jokes. do you remember? well, here it is somehow. here is a very smooth soft imperceptibly from humor switched to a direct threat. when he said, gorbachev was sitting there. uh, here popov said for the presidency , the second was the mayor, and then he said that if you don’t lower the prices for animal feed for us, we

were going to this cage and will bring it all the time, therefore i advise. and if it doesn't work then, then we'll open the cells. and the people somehow immediately took the rooster, because they realized that, of course, he was joking, but not quite. and the fact that my father knocked out money for new figures when everything was just not that there was nothing to underestimate . just, yes, it's a man. he alone remained in this group, conscious, which went around the offices and while they were there in a circle , each time they were let down by some folk artists, who had no other choice, and he went for the last time to the last stations. these are nikolaevichkov, about a month and so on, which could the keepers pardon. everyone was waiting for the results of the temporary directorate on petrovsky boulevard church then. and then he came, nikulin settled down, took off his hat and put it at the table and sits and we all sit. that's how it survived through the air, even a larger one, then he looked up

, so he began to be silent and signed, and then in general they ran to the deli in jubilation. here, it was papa who worked in the circus until the last minute. yes , of course, listen, work is done when artists say work, they say, they played. theatrical will say we played a performance circus will say mata works on quite substantially. it's more of a responsibility, of course. there is a risk. there is a risk and you hold in your hands the life of a partner in the lounge in your shoulders in your hands in the castle, anywhere you are responsible for him, so there are slightly different forties. they've dropped it before because they're acquiring. this is the sense of responsibility of the dynasty, such as those of the circus. yes, well, in general, yes. there is no such relationship of a mother who was forced to first do one number with dad, and then so 50 years old and e-boku comes to, in principle, even to the point of uh absurdity, sometimes the cases

were really quite group. uh, aerial rope high rope, and there, as usual, family-based families. there is a family there, she overgrows the children of the daughter-in-law there in general, well, yes, and uh at some point uh, dad and son, and dad and mom are the founders, as it were numbers, and the children continue to work all together. dad and son quarreled so that they quarreled so much. i don't know the reason and no one remembers that until the end of my father's life. they didn't talk. they corresponded through their mother. oh what, well, they went out every evening to beckon each other insured. because these are different things, this is a circus, this works. you became the director of the circus after the departure of the pope, yes, yes, but what about you, in fact, clowns and not very kind people, well, by and large. e your father - this is an exception of some kind of angel who flew in to show how

humanly it can be, how you have not been eaten all these years. i think it was the conservation instinct that kicked in because i was offered the role. i have been working as a distributor director for 3 years and it was easier for me because i came to my world. i grew up there, er, but i came from another world, and i never lived in this world, actually insurance, and i had no enemies, no lovers, no people who owe me, who i owe, that is, i came without tails, as if they felt the leaves, while no one was ever incited. yes, you are not, you did not work in a circus. no, circus, therefore, yes, not as artists , an employee, and i was very helped and supported by my colleagues in the directorate, who offered me as a general director, i understand perfectly. uh,

as if the commercial component of this story, because well, really, i’m with you nikulin’s line and with my father, who just did something for the church much easier than it is with you, but asked your dad, although it’s not scary son- then bring and dad, as brilliantly answered. and that i had to put my son hard? well, here i am, too, just jarred ready for this. maybe you just didn't think about it. and then i realized, yes, probably, he warmed the decisions. ah simply easier this breed. no one bothers you, neither your father, nor you. not i hope for your children. yes , we have some humanoids. well, not so long ago, shortly before the beginning of this kind, but he passed away to spend the night on the audience, and his substitutes for ten years, our biliters, every year on the thirty-first of december he came to church for me, kept to the administration and it turned out that he was more than married young, er,

december 31, forty-two. and, uh , he invited his young wife to the circus, and in the morning he went to the front near moscow and he told her that you know if i return or promise that every year 31 december we will go to church with you. every year they came, that when we found out about this, we met with him and got to know him and made him free tickets. well, it means, and he came for the last time. he came already, on the right, they gave him grandchildren to lie down easily, there were people there, there were 15 12, 15. well, not so long ago he did not become. and this is all, as it were, ended about your family. thank you i would sit with you until the morning. and i just look at you in happiness, you have this blood. it's just that this person is your angel for me, dad, so thank you so much.

i congratulate you on victory day, it is such happiness that you are talking with such a pure soul that you need to preserve this memory, you need to bear it, you should tell your children and grandchildren about it so that they never forget. thank you very much. good evening, dear friends. this is a free program podcast. i'm maxim tankov and today we have not one, but two special guests. these are olympic champion students. alexandra zhulina victoria sinitsyna and nikita kissed the guys, hello very glad to see you in our cozy studio. well, my first question is probably the most banal for both you and me. i think that this should simply be an exchange of experience on how to combine family

life and work. well, i can tell you right away that i took it from you partly, because in fact it is not so, just so much training. it's very hard and you're always together in training on ice at competitions. uh mood something does not work. well, and you come home, and of course. you can't do that, that's all. you are ice over, training is over. it is necessary well , in general, let's talk about another topic. it still carries over one way or another. well, purely in- i can just say here, uh, vika and i decided that for now we are skating. well, you need to. to share directly to share this as much as possible, we rented a house and lived in different apartments. here's the weekend, if uh we wanted to and seriously no jokes, sometimes we wanted to take a break from each other, because there is a lot of it all, and

we spent together there together uh. well, one of us doesn't care at home, here or together a day off or separately, on the contrary, that is, we alternated everything, as you feel and do, which we try not to endure anyway. eh, absolutely right. yes, that is , er, well, in principle, you put up with it even faster than possible. perhaps if yes, something happens on the ice, then you go out. well, sort of, well, it’s there , yes, yes, you try to perceive it somehow differently already when you first appeared in our team as part of another pair with ruslan zhiganochny. well, of course, i 'll tell you a secret that the locker room in the men's room often discussed such a beautiful spectacular young girl like victoria sinitsyna but at the same time, you were so unapproachable. it was hard for nikita to win your heart. well

, probably not, because anyway. this approached already when you are there 18 years old to 18 years old. i really was. uh, on my own mind. for some reason they even called me such a dynamo, because i seemed to communicate with everyone, but this was not for me now, but when i started talking, close to nikita , i just felt that this was my man and when a person begins to open up on his own, relax and open up to him for you. it was a surprise that nikita made you an offer exactly what it was on that day. yes, it was a real surprise, because i didn’t know exactly what it would be now, and we were so relaxed all day long. everything was in a great mood and everyone was relaxing sunbathing, so, of course, i did not expect that it would be right now nikit and when i decided on this serious one.