"I believe that the" Glyanets "is my best film. I think so for two teen for cash reasons: first," Glyanets "is the most accurate metaphor for Russia today. long is the problem I am the future Russia since the collapse of socialism, and I think that I rich managed to find form for the expression of this process. "
"Today's criticism of Russia lamentable spectacle. critics Most of the nearly 30 years, and their intellectual development accounted for 90 th years of the last century, when Russia poured stream second American film."
"Hollywood has made her: in Russia, he brought a generation of viewers who only understands tale, whether" Harry Potter ", or" Born "," Die Hard "or" Stardust "- all of this to really has nothing to do with. Miscellaneous genres-drama, gunman fantasy, but this tale, rasskazannye clear language, understand where those who are good to bad, these tales always promise a happy ending. "
"When I deduct about America or ancient Greece, in Russia would be happy to watch a film, but the viewers do not respect life, as soon as I make a film about Russia-explosion! This is good, I prefer to curse and many argue, than simply forgotten. no doubt that "Glyanets" not forget and will remember - either with love or hate. "
"As for the critics, I have them, in principle, sorry. They can write a brilliant article or bad, or proplachennuyu sincere, and will be printed in the newspaper, but the next day already must write a new article, a newspaper yesterday, as Vidal intelligent people reveal "after lunch", an understandable case for what. Film same, any remain, at least for someone as a sense of excitement or disgust and left thought, which had been awakened by these emotions. "
Today, I prisnilsya nightmare. Because this horror, where monsters wares for me and I am afraid they really where I razbivayus, tone, in general, dying from violent death, ended in distant childhood years 15 back, the nightmare I now call those rare dreams, where I think all reality is happening. These dreams, which I can not manage.
For the notes, a larger part of my dreams - a world created by my insane imagination. The world, I manage myself. If you keep happening, boldly "switch" to something more interesting. The best option to avoid opostylevshego sleep-off. So if suddenly appearing tedious character, who wants to force me to play on its rules, I just say, slightly prisedayu, vzmahivayu hands and depart. My dreams is a magic country ... most two things I love. Wander around the city, go to shops, other people's apartments, houses and there do whatever pleases me. Because no one prevented me, I choose any quantity of food, clothing, furniture and pridumyvayu most incredible apparel, food and environment. And if I do not like something ... I can always leave. The other thing that I love is traveling by air. Fly widely raspraviv hands, all over the world, to enjoy the sea, the oceans, mountains, forests, river from a height where more than avian flight…
Learned to manage their Winning, I long ago. At that time, I sincerely believed that I was not anything special done, but as it turned out later, this ability is not inherent to all human beings and there are even those who are studying specific techniques for the management of Winning, so they just did not get. I am also one ostohrenelo time to awake in the middle of the night in cold sweat because someone shot me, strangled, or simply skinul Lopes from the roof. Tired of wilderness. Tired of the endless see their reflection in the cold mirror maze from which there is no exit. Tired rally from starting. Tired of people to see loved ones in the form of monsters. Tired mum will in the end ... and once, rather than in the horror zazhmuritsya next monster in the form of trying to deprive me of life, I looked him in the eye and said, POSHEL AT FIG! NENASTOYASCHY YOU!
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In love me ...
Birds. They eat with my hands. They say to me.
Clouds. When thinking of the sky, I smile. Send air kiss.
Trees. Sound foliage, as if struck sweet words. Heated leather reassurance their lungs breathing.
Machines. Vehemently crystal lights, trying to attract my attention. Rumbling and vehemently zazyvno raspahivayut doors, inviting them to share the road.
Random people. Once I tailed them smile. They insist their feelings and require reciprocity. They are impatient, and slightly cutting bezumny.
Other people's views. Stopped for me, slipping, naked. Impassioned and impatient, they quickly swept past, leaving footprints on the heart burning.
Suddenly, and for long. Because it could not otherwise. Once zasmotrevshis in my eyes more conventional, can no longer deny myself away and in doing so.
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