Tired of the handicrafts of the servants of Rublev's and Mytishchi's folks, thirsty for the bathing of the Yellow Elephant, caring wanderers through the backstage of the looking glass, It will be! A celebration of animal jokes and intelligent humor, a cinephile breakthrough by a group of off-system rock drummers, a carefully conceived and carried out terraction in the tradition of Trier’s “dogmas” with the participation of ordinary zombies and other alcoholic ghosts of developed capitalism, all sorts of squirrels, non-normative constructs of the dense-dog realism of the returned era of the 90s.
