The gentleman from Canada in his review pointed that this film may be of interest to the Slavs. I happen to be of Slavic culture and obviously read Gogol in original, but to me this film is simply an atrocious adaptation attempt. You'll be better served by a 1961 version of Gogol's novel. This one is simply a sub-product of overbearing c-grade pop culture, loaded with bad acting, inferior directing skills and underlined by incoherent script. While there have been a few examples of talented adaptations on Putin-controlled television, this is not one of those. You'll have much better December 31 if you skip this vulgar nonsense in all entirety. However, if you have had a kilo of vodka by mid-afternoon, hit that play button, it might merge well with deep intoxication. After all this was the intended audience for this opus. Philip Kirkorov in Gogol's novel? Hey, this definitely caused the classic to turn in his grave.
Review of Vechera na khutore bliz Dikanki
