A light love story sneaks in during the peculiar crisis of education experienced by Professor Ilya Semyonovich as a crisis of teaching and morality in the school where he teaches history; there is not much originality either in the subject or its treatment but the strength of the film is the tenderness of more than two scenes, for example the mother crying in silence while Ilya sings and plays the piano "Sing to me, Oriole, a song from the desert, In my life. But in life we are soldiers, and already within the limits of the mind, the atoms tremble, destroying the houses in a white whirlwind.…
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