Alexey Sukhovey

A documentary road movie about a hearse driver who takes the dead back to their hometowns, accompanied by their relatives, before coming back home to his own family. Only in returning to where one is loved does a person find peace.

Several dozens of soldiers in the military train are transporting an exhibition with captured weapons from Syria across Russia. Artists of military ensembles accompany this festive event. In each city, they are greeted by thousands of people who dance and take pictures with them, while children swear allegiance to their homeland. The train that is mentioned in the film then travelled 28 000 km in 2 months and visited 62 cities.

People land on an island and start searching. Their quarry, it turns out, is a herd of a prehistoric animal, the “ram-bull.” They pursue the beasts and shoot at them, but they are not hunters. From the wild herds they take only the young, pack them into crates, and carry them down to the shore. A boat rides at anchor, waiting for the catch.

Three Tajik brothers, Ali, and Kamil Fedor, settled 150 km from Moscow in a makeshift hut, hidden behind a fence. Their life is hard, they speak Russian poorly and live away from their families. Their job is to cut and transport the wood from the forest next door. Every day life is punctuated by the hard work, the daily tasks, card games, drinking and bickering with the Russians in the neighboring village. The film speaks of economic exile, bitter life out of another time, double family for some, and the feeling of not quite here nor longer quite out there…

Sasha, Ira, Nina and Lyosha are orphans who graduated from an orphanage. They got apartments, but they are absolutely not adapted to independent life, although some of them already have children. What does love and responsibility mean for people who have never been taught this, and family for someone who did not have it?