Denis Kuryshov knows how to dissect the illusions of growing up and change without flirting with hope. His "Entrepreneur" is not another story about a breakthrough, but a chronicle of loss: of a city, of friends, of romance. St. Petersburg in his view is not a promised intellectuality, but a territory of polite suspicion.
Network marketing, family life and chronic distrust of the bright promises of training courses pass through the filter of tired skepticism. Life turns out to be a chain of dubious upgrades - like a urological finger or childhood resentments, where fear is replaced by debilitating fatigue. Everything is mature: no heroism, just healthy cynicism and a little bit of rowan.
