A funny, quirky, warm, beautifully photographed and excellent acted Russian drama - especially by the director's daughter. It has a great pre-WW2 atmosphere and shows Soviet Union in it's golden age pre-Stalin with beautiful costumes and lovely sunny atmosphere. It do outstays it's welcome by 15 minutes though and should have ended without it's violence. Then this film would have been absolutely perfect.
Mihalkov's most celebrated film is a display of conjunctural opportunism and creative decline. The whole setup, love triangle et al, is recycled from his own Chekhov movie, painted over with a layer of generic USSR-signifiers. Heavy borrowing, too: people talk in Gherman, riverbank scene with kids pure Klimov. Scenes with daughter subtle and endearing like a hammer hitting your head.
Very warm and lovely portrait of a Russian family full of individuality and affection on one summer day in the 1930s, with the absurdity of Stalin's authority just poking its nose in occasionally. But then a little worry starts with the arrival of a mysterious visitor, and a heightening of tensions, as the day declines - still warm, still sunny, but then it's gentle no more. Painfully nostalgic, and near perfect.