The disappearance of director Polkin

This author is definitely crazy! He is a dangerous madman! Spirits, ghosts. Hermaphrodites and alcoholics! The ghost of Eisenstein, Polkina and Srings, after all. This is not a book - just an nonsense is meaningless! Rave! Complete nonsense! But. There are no conclusions. Plunge into the world of cinema, see Eisenstein’s spirit and freely walking the main male organ. And, perhaps, you will understand the trembling and secret message of the author: our world has flooded the mediocrity, mediocrity of all stripes and ranks. Wherever you poke, they everywhere: they shake their eyes, think smart thoughts, pretend that they are doing things. God! Why are normal people so rarely appear to believe the trial of them?