Word: yalta
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Dimitri, summering at Yalta, meets Anna, a sad-faced beauty who promenades every day along the quay with her little white spitz, Ralph. Dimitri has a wife, a pince-nezed intellectual, back in Moscow; Anna's husband is a foppish flunky in Saratov. As they become friends and lovers, Anna's unhappiness and self-recrimination grow stronger: Dimitri at length returns to Moscow to face the winter and his wife's domineering. Then, aboard a tram one day, he sees a little white dog go scampering through the snowy streets...
...boredom (in every scene a clock seems to be ticking) is classically Chekhovian. The actors-Alexei Batalov and lya Savvina-are at once wholly natural and wholly professional, and Director Josef Heifitz' black-and-white camera work, while academic, manages magically to evoke the torpid heat of Yalta, the snowy chill of Moscow. And nowhere in the film is there a foot of propaganda-either for home consumption or for foreign eyes...
...have no effect at all. The Republic had survived and prospered even though these allegedly "vital" secrets were floating around loose. (By the way, it should go without saying, though I seriously think some people don't realize it, that these papers had nothing to do with the Yalta Conference...
Emerging from an all-day session with the Khrushchevs at Yalta-a swim in the Black Sea surf (K. wore an inflated rubber ring), a dinner with the family-U Thant allowed: "We covered a lot of ground." But as for any hope that Russia will fork out its share of the U.N. commitments, U Thant could only reply bleakly: "Chairman Khrushchev reiterated his traditional position regarding this matter." In other words, Nikita still considers the operations "illegal" and will pay none of their costs...
...with a mob of scientists, doctors and Soviet newsmen. Feeling the heat in the crowded resthouse, Popovich said, "I must admit that it was more comfortable in space." Added Nikolayev with a grin: "Yes, fewer people and less noise." Khrushchev telephoned congratulations from his Black Sea vacation spot at Yalta, told Popovich that he had seen a picture of his bushily mustached father in Pravda. "Your father curls his mustaches like Taras Bulba," said Nikita. "What a Cossack! He seems to be saying, 'Give me a horse and saber...