He sharpens the knife, then ties the dog's paws and mouth. We don't know yet what will happen, but the feeling of a threat coming from this person no longer leaves. A former criminal nicknamed Bes (Demon) lives with his family a quiet pastoral life on the seashore, lovingly raises three children, raises dogs (which he then slaughters and eats while being treated for tuberculosis) and takes an order to kill a neighbor, having received a mobile phone as a fee.
About love that blooms, without knowing shame, on any piles of rubbish, and when it is, then everything else does not matter much. Yes, I don't want to live like these people, but if I am unbiased, it is clear that they live self—sufficient and ecstatically, that this life, with all its grimaces, suits them quite well, and that it really is life. Regardless of the speculative assessments that we are in a hurry to give her.
