Cruel biopic that progressively gets crueler. Victor Herman, American, high-performance athlete (boxing, jogging, skydiving) who made the mistake of believing that his destiny belonged to him after ascending in triumphs and records in Mother Russia. Very expensive understood how wrong he was. Shortly before arriving there, 3 thousand families from Detroit, 3 years had to inhabit Stalin's Russia, and in the midst of the Great Depression, from the beginning, how could something like that be painted well? Stalin gives a medal and recognition to Victor when he broke a world record in skydiving, Victor does not sign it because he read that the athlete who obtained it, Victor Herman, is Russian. Not lying comes at a high cost when you are at the opposite geopolitical pole in your mid-thirties. The photography and handling of scenarios is extraordinary; the faces of the other silent prisoners is like an expressionist vignette by George Grosz. But after frequent beatings and signing, his luck did not improve, sent to Siberia where, as he himself recalls: "my only order, and the most important DO IT TO OTHERS BEFORE THEY DO IT TO YOU". IN Siberia you will not only feel hell cutting down trees next to Red Loon, at a temperature below zero, you will also witness the hell of others, without being able to do anything, like that whole wagon of women of different ages arrived from Moscow just to satisfy sexually for 50 minutes to all inmates. He would never see Red Loon again, and all he remembers of that day walking in the thick snow in a disconsolate line is that he told him that he loved him and to take care of himself he gave him a rat trap that he immediately used, killing them in the water. frozen and eating a little better. until he met the beautiful Galina, who if America breathed into her the dream of freedom, Galina breathed into her the dream of love. I just didn't like the ending, I find it too fantastic that Galina carrying their baby walked up to him in the Siberian snow.