yes , i’m actually a child of perestroika, of course i worked for some reason, i didn’t end up in masim there i sat in the reception room of the studio director, i don’t know, probably for a whole month and he still didn’t accept me, you know, it was something that you couldn’t enter, you couldn’t say it was absolutely something like that. society and which you still see in your face , in your facial expression, even in what came out of you, and i saw people dragging a box of cognac there, for example, right to him there, and the doors swung open, i sat and sat , i remember, at some point i just couldn’t do it anymore, i opened the door, went in and saw a red-faced man at a large empty polished table. who saw me for some reason, there was an onion cut from a glass, he threw it into the box in a completely professional way, it was a different time, the time had changed a lot, as soon as at masfilm, maybe there was a different atmosphere, the time had changed a lot as soon as perestroika began time, and you remember it with gratitude, i am very, of course, when artists began, life is a ne