And the son bursting into his father's house, killing him, and at the same time not killing him, this is not even a novel, not a poem, it is a sphinx posing riddles which it, of course, will not solve itself. Odin Teatret, Denmark.
Dostoevsky seen through the prism of his relationships, and his struggles with poverty, trial, exile and imprisonment in Omsk, Siberia, writings, gambling.