As the short, cold summer draws to a close, Old Russia and New Russia collide, at a remote meteorological station in the Russian Arctic. New Russia is Pasha, an easy-going, feckless pretty-boy college student (Grigoriy Dobrygin) with a pierced ear and a soundtrack smashing into his headphones. Old Russia is Sergei, a stolid old Arctic hand, three decades Pasha’s senior, whose only solace is his absent wife and child. Where Pasha’s laid back and out-going, Sergei is dour, and serious, and with not just a hint of latent violence lurking beneath his methodical exterior. So when Sergei’s out fishing and Pasha receives the news that Sergei’s family has been killed in an accident, Pasha’s too scared to tell him. Which is when things start spiraling out of control.
I was going to say “spiraling quickly out of control” but that’d be a lie, because nothing in this thriller moves quickly, except perhaps the gathering storm clouds. It’s like Waiting for Godot on Ice, Continue reading “How I Ended this Summer”