studies of memories there mean scientific treatises of some literary criticism. as always, as usual, i will tell you only about my personal impressions. about how he became my godfather in literature, about how he blessed me to become a writer. i don't know who else can be proud of this. in 1954, the leaders of the country, rushing about building communism, khrushchev, decided to start raising

the unaffordable collective farm agriculture and sent mid-level communists. that's how we deal with this matter, we're his dad they were sent not far from grodno, 20 km away from boots. this is the very northwestern corner of belarus, 7 km to the polish border , eight to the lithuanian soviet socialist republic, of course, i’m still finishing 2 years of high school or a summer school in grodno, i visited my dad at the shoemaker. i was fascinated by this town, horses, my own personal horses with manes braided with ribbons. on carts personal grown on a personal farm, produced on a personal farm loaf pickles biscuits smoked

jam, vegetables fruits, fresh meat chickens, geese, meat, butter in burdocks, cottage cheese in canvas bags, in gauze, sound symphonies are going on, in general, bicycles are ringing. screams. the laughter of the accordion homan is wonderful, it’s all understood , they wore military hats in dumps , mesh gloves, now their stockings with a seam in grodno and in boots. well, according to mayakovsky, of course, rubbish admiral's pan and raven 16 different sides or from the song military road of the brothers painted on the poems of alexei surkov on the don and paved white bones above the bones

make noise, the breezes remember, dogs, ataman and the polish lords remember our normies bayonets. well, of course, in the caricatures he is always pot-bellied, mustachioed, wearing a four-cornered confederate cap with a whip made from the braids of the village women he tortured, and his boots are on gentlemen. these are the panels. strict posvalinsky, when the cinematographer came to the club, half of the hall were his neighbors , acquaintances, relatives, free riders, the hairdresser in the house of public services, he was only your old man, according to the latest polish fashion from pre-war magazines. he only sprayed you with the most expensive cologne, chypre only his

daughter brought it to you from their sat. uh, a bowl cherries in the next room, the photographer pansirokovsky, he and his wooden camera were completely covered with this black floor when he photographed my stepbrother and me against the backdrop of a lake he painted a long time ago with swans and an inscription from a soviet song, dear friend, finally, we in the place , the cheerful pan -kopshakovsky cemetery watchman didn’t say here, he died, this is the plan he says, no, pan-kopshakovsky gave in to kopshakovsky, and everyone understood where this shell was. away, the abbot of the sun, novosadka, when he came to my dad to solve some matters around the town, you understand.

the strictest fast was going on, and he explained it all, he persuaded. i think rather myself in temptation, that meat is fried in a frying pan and when you tilt it. this is where the fat flows. you can't eat this. this is a fast one. it's fasting now. and here is the scorched crackling. this is very possible. i never kept any diaries, just notes. just marking something. here in my notebooks are some thoughts , observations of someone’s expressions, some phrases. i wrote down somewhere that someone is in my company he said that the whole of belarus was divided into some squares and they launched several

geological parties that drilled in this square and found nothing. the next time they were drilling there. so, well, it happened that they found salt, oil, something else, and i wrote a story called one letter and why such a strange name. how did you find it? my dad and i say, look at the asphalt. we have today's latest newspapers on the main street. at the kiosk there is a traffic light at the intersection. but we are not a city of radishes right under the window, do you remember? water from the well you wear when you come here, but we are not village workers, towns and villages. probably we and that’s what i mean, i called my story, and i wrote it somewhere in the winter of seventy-one, in parallel with the filming of the montage, and the film

pesnyary botleyka and somewhere i finished it by the summer and began to think, for someone i need to show it at all, so that they will appreciate it in general, what i wrote and i think, i have the whole summer. now there will be a film shooting about the demon in grodno, the base will be, and it looks like i’m going to grodno bykov with him. we've already known each other for 5 years back. he starred in our film grodno wallets. and so my film group arrived on a long expedition for almost a whole month in grodno. he will come to you. bykov alexey karpyuk writer and journalist

boris’s lawyer in boris, silently warned me, you know, where volodya bykov is a very maximalist, a very strict critic, very jealous in general he can't stand anything written by graphomaniacs. therefore, he says, in general, i’m telling you, i don’t advise you to show him your story. i thought and thought, hesitated, then i thought, yes not all the same, i’ll probably show you, even if i ’m criticized by the best writer in europe, and i already considered him such, then it won’t be so offensive either. yes, besides, he is already a filmmaker bykov , and i’ll show you his alpine ballad, the third rocket. i called him. he started our meeting. for some reason we met on sovetskaya square,

a huge crowded square, such a small park, a bench, we sat on this bench. and i noticed that bykov was fidgeting somehow , looking around nervously. somehow restless all the time. he was passing here friend, some young-looking man. they bent each other so much and when this man reached the front church and began to cross karla bykov street, my curator and the relevant authorities dealt only with me. he listened to me. i took my story somewhat reluctantly. i think he decided that i slipped him this. the graphomaniac creation decided to simply ingratiate himself with him, so i later justified his behavior, then he

wrote down my hotel phone number and said that he would call me in about a week, okay? the call came the next day. and an hour later, vasily vladimirovich was sitting in the hotel room where i lived. and he told me these words. i stood leaning like this on the back of the bed and these words made my hands and palms sweat, and bykov sat on the only chair and spoke to me. what i immediately wrote down after his departure was never published. you need to write and study; in literature, you definitely have the gift of seeing something with keen observation in the ordinary , for sure. you see the language is a fresh mixture of russian-belarusian-polish figurative, which is what lacks. but this is so for the future here, as

a reader. i liked the details, just like in the novel. i would like more of this, well , dialogue is your strength. here you must print pieces of life directly with blood. we need to come up with a name. should we take this as a subtitle? what to call it? well , think about it, tvardovsky always gave meaning to the name and define the genre, although how i can define everything this way is unusual, without abandoning it. okie well, you have to write television and work; you undoubtedly have a gift for this in literature. can you imagine what i heard, then he asked for a blank piece of paper and wrote a note. i barely got to the editorial office of neman magazine, he left, i copied it. to kudinov, dear volodya, i want to address you with this manuscript , which is certainly fresh, talented, and interesting.

it would be very good. if you could find the opportunity to somehow print her material, it would be ours. i know its author, grodno. although he now works in minsk, i read it with interest and thought that it wouldn’t be a sin to publish it. about the rest, talk to the author on this, we will give you your hand vasily bykov the twenty-eighth of august 1971 and parting. so he asked how old you are, 33, well, start studying poetry and learning. but for prose just right, don’t leave it, write it, bring it to you, you need to write, it’s especially good, he calls the heads the mayor and good people, yes or son - this is your character too, it’s interesting, although i repeat everything. all liked it. so you shouldn't. you need to stop writing. this is clear. can you imagine, what i immediately began to think about, and the name, well, then

long names were in fashion welcome to mister marshall confession of a citizen outside any suspicions an unfinished piece for a mechanical piano, and i called my story. it’s just as simple as smolina in the year when there were geologists. and here i am with my typewritten manuscript with this note on the porch of the house on the corner of river avenue with white columns. this is the editorial office of the neman magazine. i entered there and found the person to whom the note was addressed to vladimir kudinov . vladimir georgievich kudinov is a fine editor , stylist in the prose department of the magazine. no, he did not indignantly read this note, put it in his folder and took this manuscript. passes

several days kudinov calls me and invites me to come. and apparently, bykov’s recommendation had an impact, because the story was read not in a month or two, but literally in a couple of days , and kudinov says that not only he, but also the editor-in-chief andrei gorich makayonka also liked the story. and that it will be printed, again the call in the spring of seventy -two invites me to come and kudinov gives me proofs. this has already been printed in the first magazine format, which means that here is my typescript, as if a typographic set is already in place, i take it all into hands and kudinov’s editor tells me, right here. you can correct errors , typos, whatever you want , andrei egorovich randomly comes in while a young boy pats me on the shoulder. he says that’s all,

we’ll publish it in the july issue. wait in the july issue for the june ones to come. and number six, issue for the seventy-second year . and on the last cover i read the next issue. read the story, varlova smolin’s dash in the year when geologists were good, which means the author remains in such pleasant anticipation in anticipation of his first publications, however the seventh july issue arrives and my story is not there. and it happened. that's what the scandal happened. can

a show be scientific and experience colorful? science and art today are rivals or allies , food of the future, robot orchestra and space , see you, the brightest experiments and achievements of modern scientists at the science festival. watch in the cultural fashion project this weekend on the belarus 24 tv channel. people living in harmony with nature for the hungry, well , everything is green. usik is our cart of such weights in rings is not a lot. we have leather courtyards and gardens. what a beauty. this is polesie this is nature here, quietly calm, well, i’ll find myself, khomyakov’s tummy and the belarusians, arrestovsky,

cunning, their main wealth is humanity and freedom. my favorite pastime was to take the holey cats and walk them. just like that , small crucians found their way through the grass. why i got a lot of trouble from my mother, watch the draft policy on the belarus 24 tv channel . the entire magazine, along with my story, is already such a control signal copy, then they called it included in the main lead, in fact censorship and there well, that’s it, they let it through, but they banned my story from printing, they didn’t give me a visa for printing, and there was a terrible wording of the makayons , they are going to print a work in it that is a denigration of soviet

reality, a mockery and mockery of ordinary workers. that is, in short, there was not only the word anti-soviet. i think god, what did he write? what should i do? i continued to make films. true , he immediately called bykov, it turns out that his friend makayonok already knew about this, that there was such a scandal with sharlov’s story, which you recommended, bykov consoled and said, well, you still have your story, as if in a magazine version, already printed as a keepsake. so after a pause he added. yes, i also didn’t print everything at once. well, i was consoled by the fact that my story was read. and that she liked it.

bykov makayonka kudinov but as three years later it will become clear not only to them, not only and further, when the title appears in the movie , 3 years have passed, it turns out that all this time the makayonka with my copy of this story with these galley proofs was walking around the offices of himself high house and so shifting this manuscript of my story from table to table, he says that he was looking here. yes, humor, just guys. it's so bad here. nothing else on the table.

sasha shabalin, the author of the script for one of my films, is a bright man; at that time he was assistant to the secretary of the central committee of the party of belarus for ideology, alexander trifonovich. kuzmina sasha also liked the story, and he suggested it. kuzmin read kuzmina with his description and kuzmina must be believed. i liked it because it unfolds last action. kuzmin , the secretary of the central committee for ideology brings my story to the first secretary of the central committee of the communist party of belarus, pyotr mironovich masher, and reads to him one story, one chapter . good people there mean old people. it’s like, well, in the eighties there they were already present at the opening of the monument to the border guards, uh, who at the border outpost

were the first to take the fight on june 22 at dawn of the forty -first year. and now they are unveiling monuments to them. and these old men knew all these border guards, because their huts right next to the outpost were wise kuzmin knew, what chapter? read to the former partisan pyotr mironovich masherov that this happened. that’s how i find out, then from three sources , makayonka, then he had his own people in the central committee that uh masherov listened to this story, talked to kuzmin and said that the magazine neman and lolit are not party organizations and therefore. it is not the business of the party, especially the central committee of the party, to interfere in their relations. and this was just what

the makayon needed. no, it’s prohibited, his hands are free. and my story quietly, quietly , without even informing the author. well, don't let it happen a second time upset him. in which case she went into sadness. well, i must say that after this the story was tarred in the year when two more geologists were republished in script books , and these editorial colleagues at the studio recommended that the management conclude an agreement with me for film scripts. if my story is published. i decided to have three dinners, the first is a positive memory of kukushkin in moscow, the second is to come with this magazine to the grave of my beloved grandmother and the third is to meet in grodno with vasily vladimirovich bykov. we are in in the center on lenin square it

changed a lot then, a very picturesque riverbed was already filled up. small one-story bricks were demolished along the gorodnichanka river. and lovely villas, lovely little cottages that gave, uh, indescribable, a completely unique appearance to this medieval city. grodno was all paved with a huge area, as if for thousands of demonstrations, grodno was losing its appearance, some kind of originality that really hurt the grodno residents. bykova you know, i then immediately after meeting him, and the monologue was his very long i made some notes. well, you know, these notes were made in

1975 and i haven’t even opened them since then until recently. it was with great difficulty that i deciphered these numbers , these phrases, these hints, uh, that a lot of things were erased? it’s just been for so many years. but now i will read my short notes and create what bykov said then in a monologue about this. his was very long and spatial. bulls of the squares and a little sarcastic square builders square builders the recording will not come out alpine plus, the obelisk was being prepared for publication as a separate volume ; the performance in moscow is difficult ; he criticizes a lot for pacifism; he is very happy for me and supports andrei egorovich makayonok.

oleg efremov's recording is broken, stepanova , the secretary of the park bureau of the moscow art theater, angelina , stepanova constantly warns and restrains the director of this bull performance, oleg efremov, warning him about political vigilance when turning to creativity. bykov is a belarusian with a reputation for ignoring the ideas of the party. well, you see , bykov is telling me this, but in general i i perceive stepanova’s formulations like this when her nose is simple, although she said it, only efremov shamyatin reproaches politics for the fact that i deviate from the generally accepted interpretation of the history of the war in banknotes. i'm there in

the magazine new world, which is coming out. well, somewhere there are several thousand copies , mainly for a few lovers of literature, and vasily vladimirovich says criticism of me is published in the magazine ogonyok, which has a circulation of eight million, and he says this magazine is lying in waiting rooms at train stations in clinics the magazine is subscribed to families and read by families. what kind of writer is talking about, i am a writer, well , tens of thousands of people there know that i am a harmful writer, an anti-soviet writer, 40 million know. this was his monologue. he understood that i was listening to him and, probably, some kind of... a bridge of trust

was established between us, this is my story , bykov was going through a very difficult time in those days, bullying. perel illustration of letters drinking windows in his apartment critics from all sides. numerous collective letters from workers who have not read his works, but accused of slander; it was a very difficult time. from vasily vladimirovich i am simply immensely glad that it was at that difficult time for himself that he wrote about this in great detail in the book. long way home. that he found the time to at least read my story and thus contribute to its publication. the world is collapsing ; there is no longer the former globalization, that is, we

are going through regionalization trends. we are an island of peace, around which there are warring states, they accuse us, but sorry , we didn’t send mercenaries there and didn’t supply them with weapons, they have nothing to fear. we are not like anyone we do not attack in the same constitution, the republic of belarus pledged not to wage an aggressive war with its territory. we know what we are against and what we need to be for this, but this is only what we need to be and become in order to win the economic confrontation. we'll have to recreate. all those sectors of the economy that are of key importance for the normal life of our society and our state are markov’s project nothing personal just the truth, which is always more interesting at home. watch on belarus 24 tv channel. oh, my hearty congratulations. thanks , guess i'll take a look. the most important thing in life

is duck food. after all, i want a child. you again , i know you don't want him. hello my joy. well, of course, it’s me, quickly take a taxi and who is this? is it your wife that really doesn’t get you enough? what am i working on? you have an apartment, a beautiful woman loves you. well, that’s it, you have it, i’m happy and what else do you want to live? i'm tired of everyone, watch the tv series vacation in september this weekend on the belarus 24 tv channel. they have been around for so long larisa glebova is the widow of my friend the composer zhenya glebova told me the details.

how did bykov move from grodno to minsk? but as it turns out, bykov was creatively connected with gleb long ago in the year sixty-three, his story the third rocket was filmed, for which glebov wrote wonderful music. together they created a ballet, alpine ballad. glebov

already knew bykov quite well and he started dating kuzmin, it all looked like a trip to mushrooms. larisa glebova and wife. kuzmina, the tskovsky driver, the three of us were really picking mushrooms. and glebov and alexandra kuzmin retired and wandered through the forest, talking a lot about the most secret things and knowing very well, knowing gleb’s views, he was sure even about something forbidden. but glebov never conveyed the contents of these conversations to anyone, even to larisa. once he only said that i advised kuzmin

to invite him to call. just bykova to minsk for a conversation. and you know, this happened, such a conversation took place and then kuzmin , having met with glebov, said, you know, bykov is a very deep, very conscientious person, and after some time, bykov receives a three-room apartment. on tank street now, maxim tank street is here not far across the big yard from my house and there is such mutual respect between them. glebov and bykov developed into a deep friendship after bykov moved to minsk. and what’s surprising, again, larisa gave me tens of meters of eight-millimeter film filmed by her son.

glebov and bykov are talking with gleb rodion at the table in glebov’s apartment. here are glebov and bykov in the loggia over tea and chess, laughing , talking about something? what are the varieties talking about? not mine. do you understand cinema? we will never know what these two were talking about. i consider great people in the belarusian history of belarusian art, both of them, glebov and bykov, were members of his commission for awarding state prizes, and they were glad that they gave the prize to the already very sick volodya korotkevich. , we almost shouted, when to give him

a bonus, when he dies, or something. that’s what happened in the fourth year, volodya died. and as if time was no longer of any use to him in the eighty-first year, a picture of fruz based on an early story by bykov was released, where did i play such roles as clerks or not? recently i asked the director of the film o vyacheslav nikifor. he says that yes bykov was at the screening together with dudarev and buravkin and responded very well to the film. but you know, bykov said more than once, even when hmm, talking with me in grodno, he spoke about the wolf pack. boris stepanov spoke about the film adaptation of his story. well, yes, this is acceptable for cinema. this is also

acceptable for cinema in this note of mine. well of course it's best filmed. more precisely, this is only the ascent of larisa hisitetica. again, i don’t know if he saw valera ponomarev’s film on black backgrounds. you know that this is an absolutely wonderful story by bykov , which was filmed by valera ponomarev, but the film was prohibited from being shown. this is a very deep, very truthful, very honest

, conscientious picture. there was a very interesting story with another film adaptation. we somehow got up to talk with irina mikhailovna bykova. well, she still lives. here in the same house in the same we started communicating in bykovskaya’s apartment at the very beginning of 2005, when we needed to consult with her. what excerpt should we take from his works with more lutsenko when we were doing the play, random valsenon helped suggest and somehow we started such a relationship. we are meeting her. here, in the courtyard of a store somewhere, i was with my wife tamara several times. at her house, and she

tells me on the phone, they invite me today to the house of cinema to watch the film directed by sergei laznitsa in the fog. i refused and said why irina mikhailovna come on, the cinema house - where is it? i don't know that. i say mikhailovna, tamara and i will pick you up. it’s right there, we’ll pick up the brews and take you by car. let's see, we'll bring the film, we arrived at the house of cinema, we were met next to her under her white hand, we were seated there , there was even a photo of mikhalkovna in the hall , we watched the film, we got into the car, we were already going home. she spoke herself. well, i am quoting very accurately. well, vasily, as always, would have gotten away with the comparison that cinema is a different form of art. this is not literature.

in the summer of 2019, a literature expert, volga semashko, asked me for a house-museum for the treating vasily vladimirovich already danovich. we arrived there at pershinyu. i didn’t know that such a house looked at the lesnoye office. i will nod, yes, the founded building of two surface houses. this was his office. i say, here is a hose machine , there and at the end of our meeting , such creativity presented me with an apron of zvyyava and vasily vladimirovich, the club is called the whole bro bykov and it hangs with me and wow, on whom does

its term fall from this revelation to be transverse honest. vladimirovich commanded that all his work was devoted to what he knew well: the great, patriotic war. he is an artillery officer, he fought and was wounded and shell-shocked. he lived for it. this was his memory. this was his topic, his topic was complex, he had a situation, he was forbidden to print without cuts. and they immediately gave him the title of hero of socialist labor.

they didn't give me something. in general, they stopped him from printing there and immediately gave him a ussr state prize bssr lenin prize filmed. almost all of it was filmed by bykov, even an early story, even a little-known uh, the tale of black lids. everything is screened. he has this man. he walked around, lived here , just next to us, smiled at meetings , and so, no matter how widely , i occasionally congratulated him and called him when he was awarded the russian morden there. eh, there's another bonus there. yes, just happy birthday and he always said, but fellow countryman. hello vladimir hello fellow countryman - we

remembered this with him our beloved grodno we weren’t fellow countrymen there, neither he nor i remembered, he’s my smolin, you know, this was the kind of long-distance relationship, because i treated him with great respect and understood the difference in age and position in talent, but it’s good that i life was very lucky. at the beginning of my work, well, at the very least literary, to meet such a person with such a great writer. i love and remember eternal memory.

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