The sense of Stalin's grotesque and hard-drinking bonhomie is well drawn by the sinister Jonathan Hansler. The helplessness of all those affected is very unsettling.
The first half is a bit like an early Soviet tractor just about serviceable but rather clunky. Awkward and dramatically unsubtle dialogue fails to develop themes.
The everyday story of revolutionary folk unfolds as a harsh and honest examination of how personal relations must take second place to anything that furthers the socialist cause.
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