Dom durakov

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This film is based on a true story.

In 1996, during the first Chechen war,

the bordering region of Ingushetia

was threatened with invasion

by Chechen detachments.

A psychiatric hospital

was located near this border.

The inmates lived their lives

unaware of the coming events.

Persona, Hachette Premire et Cie

and Bac Films

present a Russian-French

co-production

with the support of

the Ministry of Culture of Russia

Julia Vysotsky

Sultan Islamov

Stanislav Varkki

Elena Fomina

Marina Politseimako

Special guests:

Bryan Adams

and Eugeni Mironov

A film by Andrei Konchalovsky

HOUSE OF FOOLS:

Casting:
Alexander Aronin

Make-up artist:

Nina Kolodkina

Costumes:

Svetlana Volter

Production designer:

Lubov Skorina

Editor:
Olga Grinshpun

Original score:

Edward Artemiev

Director of photography:

Sergei Kozlov

Executive producer:

louri Grishin

Producers:
Felix Kleiman

Andrei Konchalovsky

Written and directed by:

Andrei Konchalovsky

What are you morons ogling at?

Who takes those trains these days?

Only cheap dealers.

Everyone's smuggling stuff

somewhere.

Russia's got the clothing fever.

And our Little Nell is posing

like some Greek statue

in the Pushkin Museum.

Ever heard of that museum,

you shitheads?

Cleaning detail, finish up.

The rest of you go to bed.

You hear me?

Yes, sir!

So, you losers, seen enough?

Had your little fix?

Shame on you.

War and stupidity

will feed this generation.

A generation of junkies and trash.

I spit in your faces.

"Thunder rumbles on the front

"My boots tramp on regardless

"Charge, onwards to the enemy!"

Wipe that up, please.

Get lost, scumbag.

- Wipe it up.

- I spit on you all,

the runts and the tyrants,

links in the chain of power

trampling my homeland!

Physical abuse is illegal.

That's a violation of the law

on psychiatric care

and the rights of the citizen

adopted in July 1992

by the Supreme Soviet.

- Wipe it up!

- I'll do it!

- Wait.

- Leave her alone.

- She has bad nerves.

- She spat, she cleans it up.

Who do you think you are?

to give me orders?

You maniac, schizophrenic,

bald scribbler!

Maniac, schizophrenic,

bald scribbler!

A man must not force a woman.

You animal!

Goddamn screw! Flunky!

In the camp, guys like you

were smothered under mattresses.

- Get up!

- Come on!

You are humiliating humanity.

Your turn will come one day.

Just wait a while

and we'll change places.

Ill spit and you'll wipe it up.

Sit down by my side

Take me in your arms and sing

I feel so alone without you

Be complete when you're near

Open up! Who locked me in?

Crazy b*tch.

Sit down by my side...

Good morning, my love.

He's covered in fly sh*t again.

Damn things!

I thought I'd killed them all.

I dreamt he sang me love songs again.

I dreamt of c*cks again.

C*cks with wings like angels

flying all around me.

He's missing me so much.

He can't wait to see me.

Give it a rest.

I bet he already has a wife.

Are you stupid, Lucia, or what?

She is not a wife.

She's a girlfriend. He doesn't love her.

He knows he has a fiance

in Russia.

For the wedding day,

Ill buy a big white hat.

Hats really suit me.

Lucia! There! There it is!

Bastard! Ill beat the sh*t out of you!

Quiet!

its dead.

Stop pushing.

You're not getting through, Im next!

- Don't you have your own toilet?

- Flooded again.

You'll crap all over ours again.

Have you seen Goga?

You haven't seen him?

Goga! We'll miss our turn!

Have you seen Goga anywhere?

- Has Mahmud been here?

- Yeah, but he's gone again.

Where's my place? He was keeping it.

Get to the back of the line,

Citizen Atanessian.

Hey, Tut-tut, come out now!

Shorty's going to burst.

You were keeping my place?

Where am I?

I was here before anyone for you.

Gangway!

Stop! Let Goga through.

Im going nowhere.

Never!

No privileges here!

This is the women's toilet.

Come on, Shorty's bursting.

A real mafia,

selling places in the line.

Get out of there, b*tch!

I have a bladder!

Here, this is for later.

And that's for you

so you won't be jealous.

Lucia told me everything.

Just think!

Be quiet or there'll be trouble!

Understand?

See you.

See you.

Doctor, are we eating

with the women again?

- Don't you like it?

- Oh, we do!

If you behave,

you can eat with them every day.

That's a violation of the rules

governing psychiatric care.

Vika, our rules were written ages ago.

In America, they've done it for years.

The quiet patients eat together.

it has a beneficial effect.

But if you'd rather eat alone,

that's no problem.

Doctor, can you give me something

so I don't need to poo?

Im sick to death

of having to queue every day.

You can't have it all, Mahmud.

Life is like that.

- Like what?

- Well...

its when new sh*t

is produced every day.

Nothing to laugh about.

That definition has a certain depth to it.

Misha! Wait!

Roustam, watch Vika closely!

Do your best!

One, two, three, four...

Go on!

Well done, Zoia!

Now, the bridge!

Let's stop and do the bridge!

Lie down!

Heads towards me!

Good, Lucia!

Well done! Congratulations!

Zoia's the best at it.

Vika, careful!

You'll break your neck!

Janna, look, Im a yogi!

Well done, Shorty!

Give him a round of applause.

Well done, Shorty!

Give him a big hand!

it wasn't me!

Hurray! We're burning!

Two guitars behind the wall

Strike up a sad song...

You and I lie together

On a narrow bed

You stare at the ceiling

And seem to count the flies

I feel so lonely

And you don't even see

Can I have your porridge?

- Who's that?

- Grandpa.

A tooth!

A tooth in my porridge!

A human tooth!

You know what this means, comrades?

Imagine what they're feeding us

if our teeth are falling out.

I want to know.

Who did this?

Who gave Mahmud matches?

- You don't know?

- Who's asking you?

Who's going to own up?

I warned you not to give him matches.

Do you want to be burned alive?

or what?

He's capable of it!

Well?

Who'll own up?

I already told you it wasn't me.

it wasn't me!

Stay away, you're going to hurt me!

My bladder! Put me down!

Don't touch me.

Aminazine up the backside.

- Strap them to their beds.

- Very well.

Do we have to force-feed you?

Aren't you sick of it?

You can be so stubborn.

You know very well Im going to do it.

There'll be no train today.

All go back to your rooms.

- Is it broken?

- No, it's fine.

He's just tired of pulling

those heavy carriages.

Even iron locomotives

get tired sometimes.

All go back quietly to your rooms.

The phone's cut off

and the radio's dead.

- What does that mean?

- its not good.

We'll have to evacuate the patients.

But we'll need to find money first.

Fire me if you want, doctor,

but I won't spend the night here.

What are you doing here?

Give it back!

- Let me have a go.

- You'll break it.

its not going to break it!

Water flows from the well...

Tell him. its my accordion!

Lucia,

they've taken my accordion.

What's wrong?

They've taken my Shorty away!

That f*ggot, Goga. The a**hole!

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