60s, 70s, 80s. Our childhood, youth and youth of our parents. Some songs, some films, some idols. Kindergarten, school, pioneer camp, institute and army. Everything, like everyone else. Our life. Who does not remember the rumbling of a small movie camera, home viewings of 8 mm films. Years have passed, life has changed, and the miraculously preserved old film footage of family newsreel helps us return to the past, which is not always fun. "Private Chronicles. Monologue "" is not just a portrait of time. The hero of the film is a "typical representative", "average type", a person born on April 11, 1961, with whom we live the first steps, the first school years, the first love, the first sexual experience, the first betrayals and the first insights, until 1986, when what some call the beginning, others the end began in the USSR.

A story about a family that lives in a ghost town. 15 years ago there was a job and a happy life. After the closure of the mine, only old barracks, mountains of processed earth and unnecessary people who have lost the meaning of life remained. Is it possible to survive in such conditions and not sink even lower when all moral boundaries are erased? Have these people's hopes for happiness been shattered? And is there a place for a holiday, a dream, love in a hopeless reality?

What is virginity? Does it make sense to keep it until marriage? Girls asked themselves such questions about twenty years ago. What is virginity? How much am I willing to sell it for? Such questions are asked by modern girls. But is modern man ready to sell only virginity today? The three protagonists of the film are young girls from the provinces who dream of conquering Moscow. Each has its own plan. One seeks to get into a fashionable TV show and build love with the hero of her dreams, along the way giving him, and therefore all viewers, her purity. Another imagines herself a new Madonna or a new Britney Spears, she protects her virginity, because this is a valuable commodity. And the third treats virginity as a commodity, ready to sell. Just need money. To go study. It doesn't matter which institute, the main thing is to be in Moscow.

A film about modern Europe. About its two edges, or, more correctly, extremes. About Europe, which begins in the deserted space of Russian Siberia and ends on the cozy beaches of the Bay of Biscay, where even the laws of nature form fundamentally different styles of human existence. What can unite such different lives? Physically, they are united by the Western Siberia–Western Europe gas pipeline. The pipe not only connected, but also inextricably linked THIS Russia with THIS Europe. The film was awarded the National Film Award "Nika" - 2014, nomination Best Non-Fiction Film.

The protagonist of the film, guest worker Farrukh, lives in a trailer on the outskirts of Moscow with his family, father, mother, brothers and is forced to accept any job that can bring at least a little money. But this is not why he left Tajikistan, leaving his wife with small children there, he wants to become a famous actor. The tape won awards at the international film festivals Visions du Réel (Switzerland), GoEast (Germany), as well as Kinotavr, Stalker, Message to Man and Flahertiana (Russia).

The film is available for viewing in the following countries: Russia, Ukraine, Azerbaijan, Armenia, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Moldova, Tajikistan, Uzbekistan.

According to a drunk, middle-aged woman who always wanted to be an actress, "Happiness is when someone understands you, when someone loves you." Her equally inebriated boyfriend is so jealous that he smacks her time and again. Director Alexander Rastorguev follows the tragicomic couple during their summer holiday by the sea. But he also directs his camera at other seaside visitors, like the man earning a living on the beach with a camel, a young womaniser, and a dwarf getting married to a young woman. They are all spending the summer on the eastern coast of the Black Sea. Rastorguev observes man in all of his manifestations: fat, thin, young, old, drunk, dancing, singing, having sex and bathing in mud or in the sea. Even President Putin makes an appearance, clad in casual clothes. Quite a few fortune-seekers at the resort get caught up in a daily carrousel of sex, booze and aggression. When a corpse washes ashore, several people say they would also like to drown in the sea. It is no surprise that the soundtrack repeatedly plays a song of longing, about a small boat all alone at sea: "What is it looking for so far from home? Not happiness, but a typhoon."