andrey merzlikin and i anton shkapper and these were space stories. thank you this is a podcast of letters, today i have a visit from the director of the moscow circus on tsvetnoy boulevard maxim yuryevich nikulin the son of a man of genius yuri nikulina your dad was not just a man of genius, a brilliant artist, but also a front-line soldier who went through the whole war, so today we will talk about him. dad went to the front. uh, he wasn't 18 years old for special enlistment. and in general , he immediately got into the finnish war, and then, without having time to improvise, he already got into the great patriotic, therefore, fought

for almost 7 years. i read about the memory of your dad, how in front of his eyes i simply cut off the head of a soldier, you understand a lot of people , it’s impossible to forget, we sat on the firing position and ate. suddenly , a shell exploded from kozelkov next to our gun and a man was sitting loading a brain with a head. listen, in the hands of steam there is a wishlist, and the upper part of the head is cut off like a razor. mortal war it would seem that it should not shock, but every time it shocked. i saw a clearing where dead people lay in rows, like they are on the attack. so the machine gun was looking for them all. i saw bodies torn apart by shells and bombs, but the most offensive is the absurd death that kills a stray bullet, accidentally caught on a fragment to survive such an impossible war, any war cripple everyone. we were engaged in the topic of war on the radio, when we worked on the broadcast of the fortieth anniversary of the victory, building a chronicle of the history

of the war in day by day according to the summary. it’s all about those events that just happened for one day there or here, and then i understood these real mouthers. they are very wordy is not very difficult to talk. i remember how hard it was for us in the studio , the rest of them were already working there to talk three times. e lungs, exterminate the tires. and father , this book, which is now being erased, from it i learned more about his military life. what he called to tell. during one of your papa's halts, we sat by the fire and talked peacefully, my friend, also a muscovite showed everyone letters, and in them drawings of his son. here's the guy. i draw well, he said, he is happy, but in the third grade his wife is studying and writes that she is bored at that time , he passed by the platoon commander. he pulled out a clip from his pistol, threw it to my fellow countryman, asked him to clean it, please, the soldier knows that he presented the pistol without an album, muzzle his temple, cunningly winking at us with the words oh, tired of living, pulled the trigger.

apparently, he decided to joke, and then a shot rang out, the guy froze, he fell to the ground , and in whiskey he has a red hole in his teeth, smoking cigarettes, a terrible death, an absurd stupid fate. yes, fate. i probably not not a big fatalist is closer to me to think. i believe that not only there, too, everything needs to be decided for us, but we stand on this earth for something, our lives also depend on our actions. so here i am let's talk about the fact that war cripples souls and hardens. and there are people who obviously cleanse their souls so much that even in large numbers it doesn’t stick to your dad, though, as i remember, papanov’s uncle, who is also a fantasist, who seriously fought with many others, that’s whom she not broken, probably changed, probably left some imprints. there he made his prints to others, but did not break, did not harden. that

hatred for everything has not taken hold every time it dies before my eyes, comrades. i always told myself after all. it could also be me about the death of the gun commander volodya andreev, what a great guy he was, he sang wonderful songs, wrote good poems, and how absurdly he died for two days, we didn’t sleep during the day fighting off the squadron that bombed our troops, and at night we changed positions during one moving, volodya sat on the cannon and fell asleep and dream fell from the cannon and someone noticed the eyelet 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 all the others even wanted to sleep, but she talks about it with humor, as she talks and they couldn’t wake him up. and then

a direct hit. says where they decided such and individual lands. also artillery when and here is a pause between volleys and in the next cell, a fighter somewhere. yes, i have tobacco for me. i say do not eliminate. now, if you ran across, and we, in short, the three of us turned into the next room in the hotel and right there in the gorge, and i just had fate. not volodya or an actor, our great genius schism, history. he says, “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 says, we were walking in the woods, and uh, father volodin and says and suddenly we see some.

well, like a shed warehouse, she says we go in, and there the boots are not tarpaulin, but officer leather all of their sizes, which are right from the boots to 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 his friend says. are you a fool? let's take nobody about it from behind. there is no one here, no guards , but 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 on purpose. 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 talk about it, because what to be proud of, how it can’t be there, how dishonesty, how not proud of what people gave his

life for the motherland in difficult years in short hours and minutes of rest. a sense of humor often helped me remember such an episode all 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 and hungry thin. major approached our group and asked if they took a tool, he meant a shovel, picks, they took it cheerfully answered. i did it for everyone and pulled out a wooden spoon from the top of my boot, everyone wanted it. major, too, our mood rose in the trench. until the russian germans began to decide everything. now i will read out on the highway an escort of cars with important documents was passing by a group of our scouts attacked the escort, a battle ensued, which ended up with the fact that ours and the germans ended up in a quest on opposite sides of the highway, and only one german. uh, i got confused, where are my friends, where are strangers and mistakenly jumped to ours, and our

scouts needed the prisoner like dogs with a stick, and they threw him by the arms and legs onto the highway and splashed in fright. this unfortunate loud. 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. that drank philosophy, of course, young the 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 out one rusk weighing 75 g; the other half of the finger was bread, 150 g, heavy raw,

sticky, like many receiving soap, bread, they thought to sit down all at once or divide, some divided into pieces. i ate everything at once, the cold 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, or something, no chicken, most of all we dreamed. it would be nice to eat a soft loaf. ruble 40 and a pound of candy pads all the boys, and with bread yes, there should always be bread in the house. if the father came from somewhere he found out that from bread he, firstly, terribly cursed everyone, because he got into the car and drove the only one in moscow places where you could buy bread at night. this is a restaurant. she is already working for gorky. yes? he himself understood that it was from there, from the blockade. he gave himself up feeling as if psychological , she should capture all the bread and happiness that your dad wrote and memories are few, but the eldest son

every year on may 9 , grandfather's photographs are taken to the immortal regiment and that we came up with the immortal regiment in the circus children come out our forties with photos of the artists who died thank you, a conversation begins that this is all untrue. actually it's all this propaganda arises then that means , enumerate everything in my life and understand that my father lied to me, and his frontal friends also lied about it, of course, unconditionally and clearly. here i am one of the places where i will never go again. this is fishing, including, first of all, how they demolished the monument to the soviet liberators. this is a policy fought. it was he who gave his life there with his comrades. and this is so all under the root. no. of course, we don't listen to anyone. we will talk about it, and we will always remember from

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to 70% cashback tinkoff is the only one. 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 new year's, it's obvious why he says january has begun 1941 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, thank you very much, and so on. here, you understand, you can quote all this, you can read it out, and there is no war here, let alone war. it’s not even about the army, of course, these are copies that were accompanied here by their own, by the way, they wrote with my mother

from different countries in different cities, comics are also everywhere and everywhere these same knots. we are in the answer at home was drawing a big big house. a house with windows and it was a house, let's say between france windows - this is gi. tours and every day one of us another cat crossed out how such an internal calendar is. you are a happy person, what a happy person you are, if he was already presented once, i don’t even remember what kind of red star or red i know, but the situation was not normal for them, because he says it was just such a day, non-flying they had no work terrorists, anti-aircraft gunners, father. well, i used to go to the next house all the time. some people still lived there, everything

was there. further, the leningrad zone and she had a lot of books. i read to them there. i said, i also went and took some book, as i remember now, here it is. and i’m sitting, reading on the steps, there on the stairs and suddenly a fighter runs away, says, i don’t smoke urgently alarm. i say how the book was so ran, and the alarm was because there and they lowered the barrels of the vines themselves with their high-explosive missiles , not armor-piercing shells, hit them. i and so on. in the end, the battalion commander called him. this document. i gave you food here. well , you know, as i thought, until the reaction 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 then you are completely turkin, without reading the story. why do i agree. that's how you got

boards for courage, the warrant got married early right after the war. yes, well, i didn’t quite come from the war as an adult, too. 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 this lanky. although for me, for example, with these black eyes, a thin, tall hero is a handsome hero, but it’s better that he never regretted entering the circus, and he managed to go to the cinema. and yes , it came after the circus, when they saw him in the circus and someone appreciated him. by the way, it’s funny that it’s easy for layanov when he invited him to act. uh, when she was big, he had not seen him in the movies before. he saw. still. this is a tragedy directed by a clown open. uh, herman well, it was later, it was already possible with joy, but all the same, invite a clown to such

a dramatic role and even imagine, and how you need to feel a person. well, this is what everything is god well, my mother also says that she came to work in such a circus by chance. u not only just got married in practice, but your mother was burned magically and it was necessary to come up with some kind of number. it needed a boy. offered himself a father came up with, it's even, by the way, perverts. because they started to rehearse and they took the boy from the circus seven also already worked out small, but already prepared and the boy, the first rehearsal fell broke his arm. of course, i misheard. dad and his mom understand her, but you have to rehearse sometimes i say let them in. and this is what she says, so take it, she, well, will cut her pigtails. eh boy. 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 work out, they came to moscow and they showed it and the director says, but what, well, in general, quite maybe it was not expelled to me by this time. she studied so sharply as an academy at the faculty of ornamental horticulture. and so on, minister of agriculture lysenko reduced the faculty. he said that in the soviet union such a sandwich was not needed. 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 work with 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 he

plays, he performs not in the theater, and 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, that's how right how important it is to listen to yourself my 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 in leningrad, and now their comrades have a very honest relationship. i know this, it may not be friendship but it may even be more than i did not always honestly meet and meet, when

we worked in leningrad there are comrades with whom i did not even make 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, i now went for him an apartment. he helped. you see, this is why they are not comrades. no, friends. this is what is called by a common word, phantom brotherhood; 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 dermatologists, well, in the big cinema there was a huge number of fellow comrades, there were excellent relationships. can it was to go and take guests to sit for a drink and so on, to have time for something, but from friendship as such, there were three people. this is his front-line friend marat who, uh, was at

the wedding. e witness met there besides his sister, a year later they got married and began to live in the present people. this is the founder. there is our soviet e, there is documentary. here he was selling as an operator, a terrific talented person. and semyon menshin is an artist, almost everything is nikulin's posters, what are these his author's works? plaid was a wonderful company companion housemate person. sometimes his father came to him after work, because he lived on the fourth floor, and we were on the tenth and then it was necessary to pull out his father. my mother sent me, she says, the ideas of the snake nikolina, then they are there until the morning. maxim nikulin, director of the circus on tsvetnoy boulevard, is visiting me, and we

continue our conversation. you know, one thing that doesn’t fit in my head, so to speak , is intrigue in our community. this is our everything. yes, everyone gossips about each other even in soviet times before it appeared the tabloids came up with all sorts of rumors about pencils that he was such and such an evil one, we won’t talk about oleg, and always in superlatives with delight about your dad here with all this popularity, and he always starred with such exalted beautiful artists and with mother lived for 56 years. yes, and also no rumors, no novels on the side. that’s how such fidelity got married and didn’t stick, you know what touched that your mom and dad never admitted, you know, these kisses in public and so on. well, for example, dad. and while passing, my mother could pat her on the head or somehow you are all inspiration.

maybe i’ll even read it right now, because, well, this is what it is to tears, i never told him in my feelings, just like him, we haven’t talked much lately, at least on the topic not related to the circus, and what to talk about after so many years together, i just loved passing by yura, who was sitting at some regular solitaire game, to kiss him on his bald head, and at the same time he did not even raise his head. he he just smiled and that was enough for us to say without words, we are happy together , still passionately love each other a happy person. here you are a happy person. woz should still be enough right for 15 generations of your happiness, and this love for your children, grandchildren, about great-grandchildren, or rather, granddaughters. therefore, i consider myself a green man, of course i know that dad never raised his voice at you, the only thing he cursed was. what is the most if he wanted to at all can punish me with a word, right? then he says that

are you doing with me? what an obedient boy? no, as i understand it, because he talked about his childhood about his school years there, we’ll listen to his strong names, it was impossible to study. and mom stood up for him. yurochka. bad memory so otmazyvali speaking our language, but he, too, me too no one really forced. yes, they cursed me for deuces, which i thought a lot that what you are doing is hard for you to sit down and learn it is difficult and it was really lazy. i liked it. yes, in general, in a good way, of course, my grandmother was educational mom's mother maria petrovna, of course, she took a sip from me. i am so ashamed now. i was far from the most obedient son to my grandson, and their parents were not there. 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, what would you eat? this is my job, but you have. but and daughters also say son. well, this kind of work is also not for boarding schools with his grandmother. astana remained, that i had an advantage for my grandmother, because if there were no grandmother and a room in moscow, uh, they would drag me along with them to these last apartments, according to the standards there. and i would have grown up quite differently.