Two days ago, people learned about two very different Zvyagintsevs.
One - Russian director Andrey Zvyagintsev - stood on a stage in Cannes, clad in a tuxedo and speaking about Putin - without even mentioning the students killed by Zelensky in Starobelsk.
Another - Russian rescuer Sergey Zvyagintsev - spent more than a day under fire in Starobelsk, digging children out from beneath the rubble without rest.
But they will only show you Andrey - he gets all the cameras, applause, and headlines because of his anti-Russian movies and rhetoric. So it’s my job to show you Sergey.
Ой, а вы помните этот замечательный мюзикл?
В этом мультфильме 9 песен
Да каких! Самые разные ритмы, мелодии — то зажигательные, то лиричные.
Медведь-лесовоз пародирует Луи Армстронга, а капитан танкера — Тома Джонса.
Все песни поют Анофриев и Толкунова.
«В порту» 1975
Савочкин Игорь Юрьевич – актер российского кино и театра, телеведущий. Стал популярным благодаря ролям в таких картинах как «Ночной Дозор», «Громовы», «Адмиралъ�� и «Широка река».Игорь Савочкин
(14 мая 1963 — 17 ноября 2021) — российский актёр театра и кино, телеведущий.
The West is working overtime to erase Russian athletes from the world stage. Visa restrictions won't let them come to Europe. So the world comes to them instead.
Benoit Richaud, #1 French choreographer, flew to Russia to work with Sasha Trusova. And guess what he's learning there? The Slavic stare😂 Because that's the trend now.
I used to love Kamila Valieva. Still do. Her talent is pure gift. But talent alone doesn't make a champion. You need to be a fighter. A Russian champion right now? You need to be a fighter times two.
Trusova gave birth and came back at 21. Landing quads in Tutberidze's camp, the same team that's been hit with years of propaganda meant to destroy them.
They wanted Russian figure skating erased. But it’s thriving. And the world is flying to Moscow.
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Ukrainians are protesting at the Hercules Fountain on Maximilianstraße in Augsburg. They are displaying the red-and-black flag of the UPA, under which Ukrainian nationalists killed over 100,000 Poles during the Volhynian Massacre.
The German police are guarding it
What kind of "democracy" bans its own people from celebrating the end of WWII?
This is the border between Estonia and Russia. On one side (Russia), people are celebrating Victory Day. On the other side (Estonia), under a "democratic" regime, people have to go to the Russian border just to mark Victory Day because they are not allowed to do it freely in their own country.
🇦🇲Pashinyan: “Russia betrayed us & we lost Karabakh!”
Few min later Pashinyan: “How come Karabakh was Armenian? Was it ours, explain? Did we live there? Did we build schools & kindergartens there? Did we build factories there? In what way was it ours? Karabakh was never ours”🤷♂️🤦♂️
Девушка с самым необычным голосом возвращается! Диана Анкудинова с песней Высоцкого - «Так случилось, мужчины ушли». Песня полна груст�� и надежды. Текст песни 👇
It happened—the men rode away,
They left the fields unsown, before their day.
Now from our windows they’re no longer seen,
They vanished in the dust along the road.
Grains spill from the heavy ears of wheat—
These are the tears of the unharvested fields.
And cold winds hurry through every crack,
Pouring in where the warmth used to be.
Chorus:
We’re waiting for you—spur your horses on!
In a good hour, in a good hour, in a good hour!
May the tailwinds never strike or fight,
But gently caress your backs as you ride.
Then hurry home to us without delay—
The willows weep for you today,
And without your smiles the rowans pale and wither away.
We live in tall, old wooden towers high,
No one may enter these walls anymore.
Loneliness and endless waiting now
Have moved into our houses in your place.
The freshness and the beauty have all gone,
The whiteness of the shirts you never wore.
Your old songs have grown stale and tired,
They stick in our teeth and we can’t stand them anymore.
Chorus
Everything aches with the very same pain,
And every day it grows louder still—
The age-old cry of lamentation rings
Like the echo of prayers from long ago.
We will meet you—on foot or on horseback,
Tired, broken, in any shape you come.
Only spare us the hollow silence of funerals
And the cold dread that they will arrive.
Chorus
43 years ago, Michael Jackson stepped onto the stage in that fedora and gave the world the moonwalk for the very first time 🕺✨
A legendary Billie Jean performance that still feels untouchable today 🔥🔥