Absolutely disgusting film, the emptiness of the content of which drives into such an irresistible yearning that, to confess, it begins to seem as if life is incredibly meaningless. There are films that don't know what they are and what they want to be. What did the creators of the film achieve? Nobody knows that. And he will never know. The tension created on the screen is comparable only to the tension in a lesson at school, when without learning the lesson you wonder whether you will be asked or not. How unpleasant it was to watch all that poor clownery and... Of course I did. Alcohol... Over and over again, domestic filmmakers paint portraits of heroes who can only exist time after time, orally consuming hot drinks in the most incomprehensible quantities. It makes no sense to take apart the dramatic component of the story set out in the film, talk about the persuasiveness of the presented actor's works and "admire" the virtuosity of the types of endless empty landscapes captured by the camera. The point is only to quickly forget the seen "sight" as the most terrible and terrible nightmare of your life.