1984 , at the viewing of my film by the leadership of the state circus union, including yuri vladimirovich nikulinsage has just arrived that the general secretary of the central committee of the cpsu, yuri vladimirovich shadrov, has died, a. then i remembered what turns out to be something else. in november 82, i also rented a film in moscow and died. brezhnev now andropov is dead, the funny thing is that i was in moscow and the eighty-fifth year, when chernenko also died, but at least you don’t go to moscow , just in belarusian films, yuri vladimirovich nikulin, except for our picture, and the circus was never filmed, but about a hundred photographs , which were taken by two photographers who accompanied our film crew. these are sasha kolyada and pyotr kostroma, they are kept both by me and in the archive in the photo of the background of the documents. it is also stored there this film of ours, as well as the circus, there are some very interesting unique shots, rehearsals and make-up of yuri vladimirovich nikulin how he talks to our belarusian artists with clowns with the guys in this film. wil

all the people's favorite, who played in my film the smallest role in his film biography, yuri vladimirovich nikulinn december 28, 21, somewhere in the smolensk region. his father was very fond of a theater of revolutionary humor created a theater there, where he himself wrote interludes and participated there. well, yura, of course, he saw it all from childhood, probably played some childish roles there, then he grew up and he was drafted into the army. he began to serve in anti-aircraft units somewhere near leningrad. and what is interesting is that already at the age of 15 he began to collect jokes, he had a huge collection of jokes. he himself recalled that in those years there was still some kind of anecdote, they had an anti-aircraft unit there and they began to compete who would run out of steam before him, so to speak. the partner admitted his loss by four o'clock in the morning, and as nikulin recalled

i managed to yuri vladimirovich nikulin and he says when i read this text tanich. just that he wrote about me, about my wagon, about my wagon, when trains hum on concave rails at night. ayat of his insomnia did not fall asleep until morning. i am again warm 40 guys. all the food and food is already on another war, a warm coat and 40 guys and 20. of us, he did not return back, having gone through the war of belarus to germany, he nevertheless returned and years later wrote a cheerful song about the return of a soldier of houses. one button in a row brighter than the sun's fire, the clocks burn with gold, but the pasta in the city is spring. lead us, comrade foreman. let's a soldier walks from the soul, then along a stranger and from smile and be offended by a girl without a soldier. the main thing is that his distant love is mine. the soldier will drink the kvass and buy it, the eskimo will slowly leave the cinema. he will have half a day left for strangers and sailed along where the street is, i am offended by the girl. on one of the anniversary of the victory day,