Constantine, songwriter and virtuoso guitarist, goes to the Mikhailovskoye National Park to escape the accumulated problems. Kostia has long been deprived of all means of working, having almost lost the hope of being listened to, and he lives by inertia, often taking refuge in alcohol. His wife and daughter are preparing to leave for Canada. In his head, he keeps pondering the same questions: what went wrong? How to straighten the bar? In general, does anyone need my art, or have I convinced myself? Constantine may have enough strength to try to change everything, but he very much doubts that there is a motive or someone who justifies his efforts. Nevertheless, a Reserve is precisely a Reserve so that we can collect our thoughts, clear the minefields of our own life and get to work.
