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Alexander Yurievich Domogarov

(July 12, 1963, Moscow) - Soviet and Russian theater and film actor, TV presenter, performer of Russian chanson, People's Artist of the Russian Federation (2007)[1].

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Biography

Born in Moscow on July 12, 1963. In 1984 he graduated from the Higher Theater School named after M. S. Shchepkin, where he studied in the workshop of V. I. Korshunov.

He served at the Maly Theater, at the Soviet Army Theater, and since 1995 he has been an actor at the Moscow Mossovet Theater. On this stage he plays Marat

in the play “My Poor Marat”, Cyrano in the play “Cyrano de Bergerac”, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde in the musical play “The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde” (Russian version of the Broadway musical “Jekyll and Hyde”), where he performs complex vocal roles, as well as Astrov in the play “Uncle Vanya”. The actor also took part in productions of other theaters: title roles in the plays “Nijinsky, God’s Crazy Clown” at the Moscow Theater on Malaya Bronnaya and “Macbeth” at the Krakow Bogatella Theater, both in Polish.

Alexander Domogarov has been acting in films since 1984, making his debut in the film “Inheritance” directed by Georgy Natanson. He became famous for his role as Pavel Gorin.

in the historical adventure film by Svetlana Druzhinina “Midshipmen - III”.

The actor gained great popularity after the release of the historical television series “The Countess de Monsoreau”, where he played the main role - Comte de Bussy

. Detective-adventure series such as “Gangster Petersburg” and “Turkish March” are no less successful.

Alexander Domogarov entered the world film arena thanks to Jerzy Hoffmann’s film “With Fire and Sword,” in which he played the Cossack Colonel Bohun. In Poland, the actor also starred in the films “One June Night”, “Crime Wave” and “Battle of Warsaw. 1920", and in Sweden - in the film "The Diver".

The documentary film “Alexander Domogarov. Confession of a lonely man" (Channel One, broadcast March 17, 2012)

Family

• Father Yuri Lvovich Domogarov (1915-1991)[2], before the war he starred in the film “Suvorov” as General Platov, a participant in the Great Patriotic War, after his second year at VGIK he went to the front with Mikhail Gluzsky, A. Petrov, was wounded by Rzhev in 1942. He was awarded the Order of the Red Banner and more than 20 orders and medals, after the war he worked as the managing director of the Mosconcert, then as the director of the Rosconcert. In the 1970s, by order of Furtseva, he was appointed manager of SoyuzAttraction. In 1971 he organized the First World Exhibition of Attractions in Moscow, then he was the director of the Central Children's Academic Musical Theater named after Natalia Sats[3][4]
• Mother Natalya Petrovna Domogarova (1928[2] - June 2002[5])[4]. Brother Andrey Yurievich Domogarov (1953) - graduated from the Moscow Automobile and Highway Institute, Candidate of Technical Sciences, teaches at the same institute.[6]

• First wife Sagoyan Natalya Eduardovna. Son Dmitry, (January 7, 1985 - June 7, 2008), died in an accident.

Movie

Alexander Domogarov began acting in films in 1984, mainly in episodic roles - Alexandra Sumarokov in the TV series “Mikhailo Lomonosov”, Anton in the film “Daring Trouble Begins”, Alexander I in the film “ASSA”, Khobi in “The Lady’s Visit”. He played his first leading role in a movie in 1990 in the film “Cross of Mercy.”

The actor's success was brought by the role of Pavel Gorin in Midshipmen III, the third film in the adventure trilogy. The television series “Countess de Monsoreau”, where Domogarov appeared in the role of Count de Bussy, gained great popularity among viewers. In terms of the number of downloads from the Internet, this series is still the undisputed leader.

In 1999, recognition came abroad: the Polish film “With Fire and Sword,” in which Domogarov created the image of the Ukrainian Cossack Bohun, was presented at the Cannes Film Festival.

The actor starred a lot in TV series: he played the main roles in “Gangster Petersburg”, “Turkish March”, “MUR”, “Furtseva”, “Sonnentau”, “Maryina Roshcha”, “On the Sunny Side of the Street”, “Dostoevsky”, etc.

In total, the actor played more than 50 roles in films. He starred with Sergei Solovyov, Mikhail Kozakov, Alexander Proshkin, Svetlana Druzhinina, Vladimir Bortko.

“All the women in Europe are in love with Domogarov,” film director Vladimir Bortko expressed this opinion to RIA Novosti. “It is extremely difficult to find such a handsome man, and if he is also smart, which rarely happens, and also talented, then he has no price.” An example of this is Alexander Domogarov, with whom I worked on two films, which I am proud of, and I dare to hope for cooperation in the future.”

Recognition and awards

• 1997 — “The Seagull” Award in the category “Best Actor of the 1996-1997 Theater Season” for his performance of the role of Georges Duroy in the play “Dear Ami”
• 2000 — Legionnaire Prize of the Constellation Festival as the best Russian artist in a foreign film for his role in the film “With Fire and Sword”
• 2000 - Honored Artist of Russia - for services in the field of art
  [7]
• 2002 - Best Russian artist in a foreign film (Constellation 2000 Film Festival)
• 2007 - People's Artist of the Russian Federation
• 2007 - Nominated for the MTV-Russia Film Awards as best villain (for the film “Wolfhound”)

Well-deserved awards

In 2000, a significant event took place in the personal biography of Alexander Domogarov - he received the title of “Honored Artist of the Russian Federation.” Despite the fact that he is best known for his roles in TV series projects, he also has several outstanding roles in big films. In 2006, he participated in the filming of the documentary film “Axiorix!”, which tells about the life of Patriarch Tikhon.

Already in 2007, the actor received the title of People's Artist of the country and was nominated for several prestigious awards thanks to his role in the fantasy "Wolfhound". In 2012, a documentary film “Confession of a Lonely Man” was shot about the actor, which was broadcast on Channel One.

Theater works

Central Academic Theater of the Russian Army

• “The Lady with the Camellias”, based on the novel by A. Dumas
  , dir.
  A. Burdonsky - Armand Duval
• “Trees Die Standing”, based on the play by A. Kason
  , dir.
  A. Burdonsky - Director
• "Macbeth", based on the play by W. Shakespeare
  , dir.
  I. Ungureanu - Macduff
• “In a busy place” - Milovidov
• “The name of the strange Potemkin...” (Discovery) - Platon Zubov
• “My profession is a signior from society” G. Scarnicci, R. Tarabusi - Vittorio
• "Paul I" - Alexander

Theater on Malaya Bronnaya

• "Nijinsky, God's Crazy Clown" by Glenn Blumstein - Vaslav Nijinsky

Bagatella Theater (Krakow)

• Macbeth
  - “Macbeth”, based on the play by
  W. Shakespeare
  , dir. Waldemar Smigasevich

Open theater (enterprise)

• “Men’s Season” - Arseny

Theater named after Mossovet

• “My poor Marat”, based on the play by A. Arbuzov
  , dir.
  A. Zhitinkin - Marat Evstigneev
• “Running Wanderers”, based on the play by A. Kazantsev
  , dir.
  L. Heifetz - Dmitry
• “He Came”, based on the play by D. Priestley, dir. A. Zhitinkin - Gerald Croft
• “Dear Friend”, based on the novel by G. de Maupassant
  , dir.
  A. Zhitinkin - Georges Duroy
• “Cyrano de Bergerac” by E. Rostand, dir. Pavel Chomsky - Cyrano de Bergerac
• "The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde" dir. Pavel Chomsky - Jekyll/Hyde
• “Uncle Vanya” based on the play by A.P. Chekhov, dir. Andrei Konchalovsky - Mikhail Lvovich Astrov, doctor
• “Three Sisters” based on the play by A. P. Chekhov, dir. Andrei Konchalovsky - Alexander Ignatievich Vershinin, lieutenant colonel, battery commander
• “The Cherry Orchard” based on the play by A.P. Chekhov, dir. Andrei Konchalovsky - Leonid Andreevich Gaev

Famous womanizer

Incredible legends have been circulating about Alexander’s personal life since the 80s. The handsome, sexy actor has always been popular with women, so it is not surprising that he was officially married more than once.

Domogarov's first legal wife was Natalya Eduardovna Sagoyan , with whom he lived for several years. During this time, their son Dmitry was born. Unfortunately, after separating from his wife, the artist did not maintain a relationship with his first-born. Moreover, at the age of 23, the young man died under the wheels of a car, and the eminent father did not appear at the funeral of his eldest child.

Alexander met his second wife while working at CATRA. She became the head of costumes, Irina Gunenkova, with whom he lived in a civil marriage for about a year. After the marriage proposal, the girl became the official wife of the famous actor. The marriage produced a son, Alexander, who followed in his father’s footsteps. After 10 years of happy family life, the couple separated.

The reason for the divorce of Alexander and Irina was the actress Natalya Gromushkina, with whom he cheated on Gunenkova. Almost immediately after the official separation from his previous wife, he registered a new marriage with a new lover. Gromushkina did not last long, and after 4 years she left the loving actor. Domogarov was not upset and plunged headlong into the next novel.

Since 2005, Alexander lived in a civil marriage with one of the most beautiful Russian actresses, Marina Alexandrova . The couple often argued in public, then made up just as publicly. But after 2 years, the artist’s patience ran out, and she put an end to her relationship with Alexander. Now Domogarov is actively searching for that one lover with whom he will spend his whole life.

Filmography

Art films

1. 1984 - Inheritance - Glory
2. 1985 - Dashing trouble begins - Anton, journalist
3. 1986 - Mikhailo Lomonosov - Alexander Sumarokov (in his youth)
4. 1987 - Assa - Alexander I
5. 1988 - Tamara Alexandrovna’s husband and daughter - Fedya’s classmate
6. 1988 - And the light shines in the darkness (film-play) - Styopa, son of the Saryntsevs
7. 1989 - A Lady's Visit - Hobi, film actor, next husband of Claire Tsakhanassyan
8. 1990 - Do it - once! — Gosha, junior sergeant
9. 1991 - Blood for blood - Bubus
10. 1992 - Midshipmen 3 - Pavel Gorin
11. 1993 - If only I knew... - Vasily Vasilyevich Solyony, officer
12. 1993 - Shylock
13. 1996 - White dance - Nikita, successful businessman
14. 1999 - At the edge of the world (Polish: Na koniec świata
    ) -
    Victor, artist
15. 2000 - Game of Knockouts - Nikolai
16. 2001 - I am a doll - Viktor Vorobyov, special forces soldier
17. 2001 - Diver - Victor
18. 2003 - Women's novel - Oleg Ermakov
19. 2005 - Horror novel - B.I.Ch.
20. 2006 - Wolfhound from the clan of Gray Dogs - “Ogre”
21. 2006 - Count Montenegro - Mikhail Miloradovich / Count Miloradovich
22. 2006 - Intercessor - Yakov Agranov
23. 2007 - Styx - Ivan Mukaev, investigator
24. 2007 - Debt - Ivan Vasilyevich Mastakov (Gusev)
25. 2007 - Indie - Arseny
26. 2007 - Picturesque adventure - Maxim Aleksandrovich Ilyin
27. 2007 - Gloss - Mikhail Klimenko, oligarch
28. 2008 - Senior wife - Max
29. 2008 - White night, tender night - Pavel Vlasov, businessman
30. 2008 - The Legend of the Flying Cyprian (Slovak. Legenda o lietajúcom Cypriánovi) - Valenty Gres
31. 2009 - Tsar - Alexey Basmanov
32. 2010 - Love without rules - Artyom Bolshakov
33. 2011 - Battle of Warsaw. 1920 (Polish 1920 Bitwa warszawska
    ) -
    Kryshkin, centurion
34. 2011 - For life - Stanislav Mikhailovich Volny, businessman
35. 2012 - MUR. Third Front - Pyotr Kazimirovich Prilutsky / Pavel Kirillovich Kruk, bandit leader
36. 2013 - Legends of the Circle - Leonid Teleshev, friend of Mikhail Krug
37. 2013 - Weekend - Ivan Ivanovich, prefect, brother of Lebedev’s wife
38. 2016 - Midshipmen IV - Pavel Gorin

TV serials

1. 1994 - Cross of Mercy - Andrey
2. 1996 - 1997 - Queen Margot - Count Louis de Clermont de Bussy, Seigneur d'Amboise
3. 1997 - Countess de Monsoreau - Count Louis de Clermont de Bussy, Seigneur d'Amboise
4. 1999 - With fire and sword (Polish: Ogniem i mieczem
   ) -
   Ivan Bohun, Cossack colonel
5. 1999 - What the dead man said - “Thug”, agent
6. 2000 - March of Turetsky - Alexander Borisovich Turetsky, investigator of the General Prosecutor's Office of the Russian Federation for particularly important cases / senior adviser of justice / state adviser of justice 3rd class
7. 2000 - Empire under attack - Georgy Gapon, priest
8. 2000 - Gangster Petersburg. Film 1. Baron (episodes No. 2-5) - Andrey Viktorovich Seregin (Obnorsky), journalist (prototype - Andrey Konstantinov)
9. 2000 - Gangster Petersburg. Film 2. Lawyer - Andrey Viktorovich Seregin (Obnorsky), journalist
10. 2001 - Salome - Vasily Pavlovich Dmitritsky, lieutenant / Prokhor Vasilyevich Zakholustev, merchant son
11. 2001 - Gangster Petersburg. Film 3. The Collapse of the Antibiotic - Andrey Viktorovich Seregin (Obnorsky), journalist
12. 2003 - Gangster Petersburg. Film 4. Prisoner - Andrei Viktorovich Seregin (Obnorsky), journalist
13. 2003 - Gangster Petersburg. Film 5. Opera - Andrey Viktorovich Seregin (Obnorsky), journalist
14. 2003 - Gangster Petersburg. Film 6. Journalist - Andrey Viktorovich Seregin (Obnorsky), journalist
15. 2003 - Why do you need an alibi? — Igor
16. 2003 - Idiot - Evgeny Pavlovich Radomsky, Aglaya's fiancé
17. 2003 - Honeymoon - Andrey, businessman, owner of a construction company
18. 2003-2008 - Crime Wave (Polish: Fala zbrodni
    ) -
    Sergey Ilyushin
19. 2004 - Ashes of Phoenix - Timur Igorevich Zuev, lawyer
20. 2004 - Narrow Bridge - Anatoly Gladyrev, actor
21. 2004 - Lost the sun - Anton Vladimirovich Chelyshev, police captain, detective
22. 2005 - Star of the era - Konstantin Simonov, poet
23. 2005 - Satisfaction - Alexander Shulenin
24. 2006 - Dark instinct - Dmitry Korsakov, musician
25. 2008 - If we are destined - Alexander Vlasov, famous artist
26. 2008 - Inheritance - Stanislav Andreevich Prokhorov
27. 2008 - Love does not renounce - Gleb Krymov
28. 2010 - Gray gelding - Dmitry Korablev, TV presenter
29. 2011 - Secrets of palace coups - Moritz Linar, count, Saxon envoy
30. 2011 - My soulmate - Alexey Kochevnikov, head of an advertising agency
31. 2011 - International airline pilot - Alexander Stepanov, pilot
32. 2011 - Dostoevsky - Alexander Ivanovich Isaev, first husband of Maria Dmitrievna
33. 2011 - Furtseva - Nikolai Firyubin, diplomat, second husband of Ekaterina Furtseva
34. 2011 - On the sunny side of the street [8] - Yuri Kondratievich Semipaly
35. 2011 - Alien face - Sergei Petrovich Yuryshev, Rear Admiral of the USSR Ministry of Defense / Roman Stavinsky-Williams, dentist
36. 2012 - Sonnentau - Harald Sommerset
37. 2012 - A cure for death - Pavel Ryabinin, editor-in-chief of a private newspaper
38. 2012 - MUR - Pyotr Kazimirovich Prilutsky (Pavel Kirillovich Kruk), gang leader
39. 2012-2013 - Blood from blood (Polish: Krew z krwi
    ) -
    Anton
40. 2013 - Maryina Grove - Konstantin Borisovich Troshin, police captain
41. 2013 - Kill Stalin - Ivan Berezhnoy, NKVD captain
42. 2014 - Gentlemen-comrades - Nikolai Aleksandrovich Varaksin, investigator of the Moscow Criminal Investigation Department, nobleman, former investigator of the Tsarist detective police
43. 2014 - Maryina Grove 2 - Konstantin Borisovich Troshin, police captain
44. 2016 - Pearls - Roman Borisovich Knyazev, artist

Notes

1. [graph.document.kremlin.ru/page.aspx?664931 The honorary title was awarded by Decree of the President of the Russian Federation No. 456 of April 9, 2007]
2. ↑ 12
   [web.archive.org/web/20101212132444/www.biograph.ru/bank/domogarov.htm Domogarov Alexander Yurievich]
3. [www.domogarov.ru/photo/detstvo5.htm Alexander Domogarov. My photo album. Childhood]
4. ↑ 12
   [www.domogarov.ru/photo/detstvo2.htm Alexander Domogarov. My photo album. Childhood]
5. [www.kinofilms.com.ua/star/397_Aleksandr_Domogarov Alexander Domogarov]
6. [www.domogarov.ru/photo/detstvo.htm Alexander Domogarov. My photo album. Childhood]
7. [kremlin.ru/acts/bank/16281 Decree of the President of the Russian Federation of November 18, 2000 No. 1885 “On awarding state awards of the Russian Federation”]. // Official website of the President of Russia. Retrieved July 15, 2020.
8. [www.koburafilm.com/projects/6/ “On the sunny side of the street.” About the film on the portal.] // koburafilm.com

Personal life of Alexander Domogarov

The personal life of Alexander Domogarov is full of various events. The stately man was officially married three times for love.

Alexander Domogarov’s first chosen one was his childhood love Natalya Sagoyan. But their union was short-lived.

The second chosen one was the costume designer from the Soviet Army Theater, Irina Gunenkova. It was there that the career of a talented actor began.

A little more than 10 years later, Alexander met a new love - the young actress Natalya Gromushkina. She became the artist's third official wife. The marriage lasted 4 years.

His last love was a successful woman, businessman Natalya Chernikova. But it didn’t come to the wedding. Larisa Chernikova, unfortunately, died from the terrible disease lymphoma.

After this tragic incident, nothing is known about the inner and personal worlds of actor Alexander Domogarov. And in 2020, news appeared in various media that actor Alexander Domogarov became very ill. The illness of the famous actor came as a surprise to all his ardent fans. He soon recovered and continues to delight with his creativity.

Links

• [www.aleksandrdomogarov.ru/ Official website]
• [www.facebook.com/%D0%90%D0%BB%D0%B5%D0%BA%D1%81%D0%B0%D0%BD%D0%B4%D1%80-%D0%94%D0 %BE%D0%BC%D0%BE%D0%B3%D0%B0%D1%80%D0%BE%D0%B2-%D0%9E%D1%84%D0%B8%D1%86%D0% B8%D0%B0%D0%BB%D1%8C%D0%BD%D0%B0%D1%8F-%D0%B3%D1%80%D1%83%D0%BF%D0%BF%D0%B0 -1449583625337488/ Official group on www.facebook.com]
• Websites dedicated to Alexander Domogarov: [www.a-domogarov.narod.ru 1], [www.alexandrdomogarov.info 2]
• Alexander Domogarov (English) on the Internet Movie Database website
• Alexander Domogarov on Twitter - [www.domogarov.com/forum/index.php/topic/2020-Alexandra-Domogarov-account-on-twitter/page__pid__203817#entry203817 proof]
• [teatron-journal.ru/dejstvuyushchie-litsa/lyudi-s-ekrana/item/14-domogarov Alexander Domogarov: “I believe in good things”] Interview with Teatron magazine

Excerpt characterizing Domogarov, Alexander Yurievich

- What a dandy you are today! – Nesvitsky said, looking at his new mantle and saddle pad. Denisov smiled, took out a handkerchief from his bag, which smelled of perfume, and stuck it in Nesvitsky’s nose. - I can’t, I’m going to work! I washed myself, brushed my teeth and put on perfume. The dignified figure of Nesvitsky, accompanied by a Cossack, and the determination of Denisov, waving his saber and shouting desperately, had such an effect that they squeezed onto the other side of the bridge and stopped the infantry. Nesvitsky found a colonel at the exit, to whom he needed to convey the order, and, having fulfilled his instructions, went back. Having cleared the road, Denisov stopped at the entrance to the bridge. Casually holding back the stallion rushing towards his own and kicking, he looked at the squadron moving towards him. Transparent sounds of hooves were heard along the boards of the bridge, as if several horses were galloping, and the squadron, with officers in front, four in a row, stretched out along the bridge and began to emerge on the other side. The stopped infantry soldiers, crowding in the trampled mud near the bridge, looked at the clean, dapper hussars marching orderly past them with that special unfriendly feeling of alienation and ridicule with which various branches of the army are usually encountered. - Smart guys! If only it were on Podnovinskoye! - What good are they? They only drive for show! - said another. - Infantry, don't dust! - the hussar joked, under which the horse, playing, splashed mud at the infantryman. “If I had driven you through two marches with your backpack, the laces would have been worn out,” the infantryman said, wiping the dirt from his face with his sleeve; - otherwise it’s not a person, but a bird sitting! “If only I could put you on a horse, Zikin, if you were agile,” the corporal joked about the thin soldier, bent over from the weight of his backpack. “Take the club between your legs, and you’ll have a horse,” responded the hussar. The rest of the infantry hurried across the bridge, forming a funnel at the entrance. Finally, all the carts passed, the crush became less, and the last battalion entered the bridge. Only the hussars of Denisov's squadron remained on the other side of the bridge against the enemy. The enemy, visible in the distance from the opposite mountain, from below, from the bridge, was not yet visible, since from the hollow along which the river flowed, the horizon ended at the opposite elevation no more than half a mile away. Ahead there was a desert, along which here and there groups of our traveling Cossacks were moving. Suddenly, on the opposite hill of the road, troops in blue hoods and artillery appeared. These were the French. The Cossack patrol trotted away downhill. All the officers and men of Denisov’s squadron, although they tried to talk about outsiders and look around, did not stop thinking only about what was there on the mountain, and constantly peered at the spots on the horizon, which they recognized as enemy troops. The weather cleared again in the afternoon, the sun set brightly over the Danube and the dark mountains surrounding it. It was quiet, and from that mountain the sounds of horns and screams of the enemy could occasionally be heard. There was no one between the squadron and the enemies, except for small patrols. An empty space, three hundred fathoms, separated them from him. The enemy stopped shooting, and the more clearly one felt that strict, menacing, impregnable and elusive line that separates the two enemy troops. “One step beyond this line, reminiscent of the line separating the living from the dead, and - the unknown of suffering and death. And what's there? who's there? there, beyond this field, and the tree, and the roof illuminated by the sun? Nobody knows, and I want to know; and it’s scary to cross this line, and you want to cross it; and you know that sooner or later you will have to cross it and find out what is there on the other side of the line, just as it is inevitable to find out what is there on the other side of death. And he himself is strong, healthy, cheerful and irritated, and surrounded by such healthy and irritably animated people.” So, even if he doesn’t think, every person who is in sight of the enemy feels, and this feeling gives a special shine and joyful sharpness of impressions to everything that happens in these minutes. The smoke of a shot appeared on the enemy's hillock, and the cannonball, whistling, flew over the heads of the hussar squadron. The officers standing together went to their places. The hussars carefully began to straighten out their horses. Everything in the squadron fell silent. Everyone looked ahead at the enemy and at the squadron commander, waiting for a command. Another, third cannonball flew by. It is obvious that they were shooting at the hussars; but the cannonball, whistling evenly quickly, flew over the heads of the hussars and struck somewhere behind. The hussars did not look back, but at every sound of a flying cannonball, as if on command, the entire squadron with its monotonously varied faces, holding back its breath while the cannonball flew, rose in its stirrups and fell again. The soldiers, without turning their heads, glanced sideways at each other, curiously looking for the impression of their comrade. On every face, from Denisov to the bugler, one common feature of struggle, irritation and excitement appeared near the lips and chin. The sergeant frowned, looking around at the soldiers, as if threatening punishment. Junker Mironov bent down with each pass of the cannonball. Rostov, standing on the left flank on his leg-touched but visible Grachik, had the happy look of a student summoned before a large audience for an exam in which he was confident that he would excel. He looked clearly and brightly at everyone, as if asking them to pay attention to how calmly he stood under the cannonballs. But in his face, too, the same feature of something new and stern, against his will, appeared near his mouth. -Who is bowing there? Yunkeg' Mig'onov! Hexogosho, look at me! - Denisov shouted, unable to stand still and spinning on his horse in front of the squadron. The snub-nosed and black-haired face of Vaska Denisov and his entire small, beaten figure with his sinewy (with short fingers covered with hair) hand, in which he held the hilt of a drawn saber, was exactly the same as always, especially in the evening, after drinking two bottles. He was only more red than usual and, raising his shaggy head up, like birds when they drink, mercilessly pressing spurs into the sides of the good Bedouin with his small feet, he, as if falling backwards, galloped to the other flank of the squadron and shouted in a hoarse voice to be examined pistols. He drove up to Kirsten. The headquarters captain, on a wide and sedate mare, rode at a pace towards Denisov. The staff captain, with his long mustache, was serious, as always, only his eyes sparkled more than usual. - What? - he told Denisov, - it won’t come to a fight. You'll see, we'll go back. “They don’t know what they’re doing,” Denisov grumbled. - A! G'ostov! - he shouted to the cadet, noticing his cheerful face. - Well, I waited. And he smiled approvingly, apparently rejoicing at the cadet. Rostov felt completely happy. At this time the chief appeared on the bridge. Denisov galloped towards him. – Your Excellency! let me attack! I'll throw them away. “What kind of attacks are there,” said the chief in a bored voice, wincing as if from a bothersome fly. - And why are you standing here? You see, the flankers are retreating. Lead the squadron back. The squadron crossed the bridge and escaped the gunfire without losing a single man. Following him, the second squadron, which was in the chain, crossed over, and the last Cossacks cleared that side. Two squadrons of Pavlograd residents, having crossed the bridge, one after the other, went back to the mountain. Regimental commander Karl Bogdanovich Schubert drove up to Denisov's squadron and rode at a pace not far from Rostov, not paying any attention to him, despite the fact that after the previous clash over Telyanin, they now saw each other for the first time. Rostov, feeling himself at the front in the power of a man before whom he now considered himself guilty, did not take his eyes off the athletic back, blond nape and red neck of the regimental commander. It seemed to Rostov that Bogdanich was only pretending to be inattentive, and that his whole goal now was to test the cadet’s courage, and he straightened up and looked around cheerfully; then it seemed to him that Bogdanich was deliberately riding close to show Rostov his courage. Then he thought that his enemy would now deliberately send a squadron on a desperate attack to punish him, Rostov. It was thought that after the attack he would come up to him and generously extend the hand of reconciliation to him, the wounded man. Familiar to the people of Pavlograd, with his shoulders raised high, the figure of Zherkov (he had recently left their regiment) approached the regimental commander. Zherkov, after his expulsion from the main headquarters, did not remain in the regiment, saying that he was not a fool to pull the strap at the front, when he was at headquarters, without doing anything, he would receive more awards, and he knew how to find a job as an orderly with Prince Bagration. He came to his former boss with orders from the commander of the rearguard. “Colonel,” he said with his gloomy seriousness, turning to Rostov’s enemy and looking around at his comrades, “it was ordered to stop and light the bridge.” - Who ordered? – the colonel asked gloomily. “I don’t even know, colonel, who ordered it,” the cornet answered seriously, “but the prince ordered me: “Go and tell the colonel so that the hussars come back quickly and light the bridge.” Following Zherkov, a retinue officer drove up to the hussar colonel with the same order. Following the retinue officer, fat Nesvitsky rode up on a Cossack horse, which was forcibly carrying him at a gallop. “Well, Colonel,” he shouted while still driving, “I told you to light the bridge, but now someone has misinterpreted it; Everyone there is going crazy, you can’t understand anything. The colonel slowly stopped the regiment and turned to Nesvitsky: “You told me about flammable substances,” he said, “but you didn’t tell me anything about lighting things.” “Why, father,” Nesvitsky said, stopping, taking off his cap and straightening his sweat-wet hair with his plump hand, “how come you didn’t say to light the bridge when the flammable substances were put in?” “I’m not your “father,” Mr. Staff Officer, and you didn’t tell me to light the bridge! I know the service, and it’s my habit to strictly carry out orders. You said the bridge will be lit, but who will light it, I cannot know with the Holy Spirit... “Well, it’s always like this,” Nesvitsky said, waving his hand. - How are you here? – he turned to Zherkov. - Yes, for the same thing. However, you are damp, let me squeeze you out. “You said, Mr. Staff Officer,” the colonel continued in an offended tone... “Colonel,” interrupted the retinue officer, “we must hurry, otherwise the enemy will move the guns to a grape shot.” The colonel silently looked at the retinue officer, at the fat staff officer, at Zherkov and frowned. “I’ll light the bridge,” he said in a solemn tone, as if expressing that, despite all the troubles being caused to him, he would still do what he had to do. Hitting the horse with his long muscular legs, as if it were all to blame, the colonel moved forward to the 2nd squadron, the same one in which Rostov served under the command of Denisov, and ordered to return back to the bridge. “Well, that’s right,” thought Rostov, “he wants to test me!” “His heart sank and the blood rushed to his face. “Let him see if I’m a coward,” he thought. Again, on all the cheerful faces of the squadron people, that serious feature appeared that was on them while they were standing under the cannonballs. Rostov, without taking his eyes off, looked at his enemy, the regimental commander, wanting to find confirmation of his guesses on his face; but the colonel never looked at Rostov, but looked, as always at the front, strictly and solemnly. A command was heard. - Alive! Alive! – several voices spoke around him. Clinging to the reins with their sabers, rattling their spurs and hurrying, the hussars dismounted, not knowing what they would do. The hussars were baptized. Rostov no longer looked at the regimental commander - he had no time. He was afraid, with a sinking heart he was afraid that he might fall behind the hussars. His hand trembled as he handed the horse to the handler, and he felt the blood rushing to his heart. Denisov, falling back and shouting something, drove past him. Rostov saw nothing except the hussars running around him, clinging to their spurs and clanking their sabers. - Stretcher! – someone’s voice shouted from behind. Rostov did not think about what the demand for a stretcher meant: he ran, trying only to be ahead of everyone; but at the bridge itself, without looking at his feet, he fell into viscous, trampled mud and, stumbling, fell on his hands. Others ran around him. “On both sides, captain,” he heard the voice of the regimental commander, who, riding forward, stood on horseback not far from the bridge with a triumphant and cheerful face. Rostov, wiping his dirty hands on his leggings, looked back at his enemy and wanted to run further, believing that the further he went forward, the better it would be. But Bogdanich, although he did not look and did not recognize Rostov, shouted at him: “Who is running in the middle of the bridge?” On the right side! Juncker, go back! - he shouted angrily and turned to Denisov, who, flaunting his courage, rode on horseback onto the planks of the bridge. - Why take risks, captain! “You should get down,” said the colonel. - Eh! he will find the culprit,” answered Vaska Denisov, turning in the saddle. Meanwhile, Nesvitsky, Zherkov and the retinue officer stood together outside the shots and looked either at this small group of people in yellow shakos, dark green jackets embroidered with strings, and blue leggings, swarming near the bridge, then at the other side, at the blue hoods and groups approaching in the distance with horses, which could easily be recognized as tools. “Will the bridge be lit or not? Who came first? Will they run up and set fire to the bridge, or will the French drive up with grapeshot and kill them? These questions, with a sinking heart, were involuntarily asked by each of the large number of troops who stood over the bridge and, in the bright evening light, looked at the bridge and the hussars and on the other side, at the moving blue hoods with bayonets and guns. - Oh! will go to the hussars! - said Nesvitsky, - no further than a grape shot now. “It was in vain that he led so many people,” said the retinue officer. “Indeed,” said Nesvitsky. “If only we had sent two young men here, it would have been all the same.” “Oh, your Excellency,” Zherkov intervened, not taking his eyes off the hussars, but all with his naive manner, due to which it was impossible to guess whether what he was saying was serious or not. - Oh, your Excellency! How do you judge! Send two people, but who will give us Vladimir with a bow? Otherwise, even if they beat you up, you can represent the squadron and receive a bow yourself. Our Bogdanich knows the rules. “Well,” said the retinue officer, “this is buckshot!” He pointed to the French guns, which were being removed from their limbers and hastily driving away. On the French side, in those groups where there were guns, smoke appeared, another, a third, almost at the same time, and at the very minute the sound of the first shot reached, a fourth appeared. Two sounds, one after the other, and a third. - Oh, oh! - Nesvitsky gasped, as if from burning pain, grabbing the retinue officer’s hand. - Look, one fell, fell, fell! - Two, it seems? “If I were a king, I would never fight,” Nesvitsky said, turning away. The French guns again hastily loaded. The infantry in blue hoods ran toward the bridge. Again, but at different intervals, smoke appeared, and buckshot clicked and crackled across the bridge. But this time Nesvitsky could not see what was happening on the bridge. Thick smoke rose from the bridge. The hussars managed to set fire to the bridge, and the French batteries fired at them no longer to interfere, but so that the guns were aimed and there was someone to shoot at. “The French managed to fire three grape shots before the hussars returned to the horse handlers. Two volleys were fired incorrectly, and all the buckshot was carried over, but the last shot hit the middle of a group of hussars and knocked down three. Rostov, preoccupied with his relationship with Bogdanich, stopped on the bridge, not knowing what to do. There was no one to cut down (as he always imagined a battle), and he also could not help in lighting the bridge, because he did not take with him, like other soldiers, a bundle of straw. He stood and looked around, when suddenly there was a crackling sound across the bridge, like scattered nuts, and one of the hussars, who was closest to him, fell on the railing with a groan. Rostov ran towards him along with others. Someone shouted again: “Stretcher!” The hussar was picked up by four people and began to be lifted. “Ohhh!... Stop it, for Christ’s sake,” the wounded man shouted; but they still picked him up and put him down. Nikolai Rostov turned away and, as if looking for something, began to look at the distance, at the water of the Danube, at the sky, at the sun. How beautiful the sky seemed, how blue, calm and deep! How bright and solemn the setting sun! How tenderly the water glittered in the distant Danube! And even better were the distant, blue mountains beyond the Danube, a monastery, mysterious gorges, pine forests filled to the top with fog... it was quiet, happy there... “I wouldn’t want anything, I wouldn’t want anything, I wouldn’t want anything, if only I were there,” thought Rostov. “There is so much happiness in me alone and in this sun, and here... groans, suffering, fear and this obscurity, this haste... Here again they shout something, and again everyone runs back somewhere, and I run with them, and here she is.” , here it is, death, above me, around me... A moment - and I will never see this sun, this water, this gorge again”...