don’t know about oleg popov, in my opinion, you know, there is a people’s artist of the ussr, yuri nikulin chernov, a living drag, it’s just that when i communicate with yura, in terms of plasticity, in terms of attitude towards people, in terms of worldview, he reminds me very much of yuri nikulin, we knew each other, closely, and this, of course, is a huge joy from the heart, to feel the extraordinary humanity of this person, because of course, nature, like, well, this is the embodiment of goodness, i can imagine what kind of clown he would be, because this is the first and original thing that should be in a clown - this is goodness, here in yura it is overflowing, and an absolute sense of humor, yura, i you. once in our saturday program yuri nikolaevich spoke about the nature of his talent, and of course, today we cannot help but remember your mother. my mother died on april 12, she flew into space from us, april 12, she died in my arms, when she sang, i always cried, she sang a song, little eyes, where are you disappeared? little brown eyes. where did you disappear, i will never see yo