Vladimir Koptsev

Ibrahim Bender e Osip ficaram famosos demais e agora são procurados pela polícia de dois países: Rússia e Turquia. Em busca da vara de ouro, eles terão que se disfarçar de artistas de circo, terroristas e até como duas senhoras viajando em um navio, mãe e filha até chegarem à Turquia.

Um cetro de valor inestimável, um tesouro que deveria proporcionar uma vida fabulosa na ensolarada cidade do Rio de Janeiro, escapou das mãos de Ibrahim Bender e de seu jovem aluno Ostap e caiu nas mãos de Nestor Makhno, que tem certeza de que esta não é a única relíquia preciosa escondida nas proximidades. Como resultado, inicia-se uma frenética busca pelo ouro. A dupla Ostap e Bender terá de se superar para não ser pega e para conseguir a vara. E Ostap terá ainda de reconquistar a confiança da sua amada e impedir que ela se case com outro.

A member of the special police force is sent to cease a criminal. On his way he recalls how a day earlier he and his colleagues enforced order at a protest demonstration, arrested people, used bludgeons. On arrival it turns out that the «criminal» is a young opposition blogger. And the only person who has risen to his defense is his younger brother.

A member of the special police force is sent to cease a criminal. On his way he recalls how a day earlier he and his colleagues enforced order at a protest demonstration, arrested people, used bludgeons. On arrival it turns out that the «criminal» is a young opposition blogger. And the only person who has risen to his defense is his younger brother.

He wakes her up in the mornings and brings her coffee to bed. She does not notice his embarrassment and takes his efforts for granted. Trying to find answers to his questions he turns to strangers though an open-hearted talk with her would be sufficient. He wants to live with her as a man. They are brother and sister.

This is a story about the children’s instructor in hand-to-hand fighting who has fractured his pelvis and is now being cared for by his girl-friend. The strong and daring man, he is scared by this dependence on another person, while the protagonist is torn between the desire to help the man recover and the wish to tie him to herself forever. The protagonists live in a shared flat in St. Petersburg. The woman in the room next door listens to the song «Just Wait for Me» and keeps waiting for somebody all her life.

A member of the special police force is sent to cease a criminal. On his way he recalls how a day earlier he and his colleagues enforced order at a protest demonstration, arrested people, used bludgeons. On arrival it turns out that the «criminal» is a young opposition blogger. And the only person who has risen to his defense is his younger brother.

This is a story about the children’s instructor in hand-to-hand fighting who has fractured his pelvis and is now being cared for by his girl-friend. The strong and daring man, he is scared by this dependence on another person, while the protagonist is torn between the desire to help the man recover and the wish to tie him to herself forever. The protagonists live in a shared flat in St. Petersburg. The woman in the room next door listens to the song «Just Wait for Me» and keeps waiting for somebody all her life.

Interpersonal relationships between a man and a woman, the outcome of which is decided by a coin and " Russian roulette"

During the Soviet-Afghan War, in the days when general secretary of the Communist Party Leonid Breznev, in a military hospital a young lieutenant wounded almost to death meets a young military nurse, tired almost to death. One meeting. One night. One candle. A short from Vladimir Koptsev, Alexander Sokurov’s pupil.

During the Soviet-Afghan War, in the days when general secretary of the Communist Party Leonid Breznev, in a military hospital a young lieutenant wounded almost to death meets a young military nurse, tired almost to death. One meeting. One night. One candle. A short from Vladimir Koptsev, Alexander Sokurov’s pupil.

A messenger of the special delivery service does their usual job: delivers orders to people's houses. It'd be an ordinary story, if it wasn't for the deliveries themselves- these are sheer emotions. Any person can send real joy or love or any flashbacks to their addressee - messenger will deliver everything at one's command. But will one feel better?

A messenger of the special delivery service does their usual job: delivers orders to people's houses. It'd be an ordinary story, if it wasn't for the deliveries themselves- these are sheer emotions. Any person can send real joy or love or any flashbacks to their addressee - messenger will deliver everything at one's command. But will one feel better?