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Nikolai Pavlovich Zadornov

(1909-1992) - Russian Soviet writer, Honored Cultural Worker of the Latvian SSR (1969), laureate of the Stalin Prize of the second degree (1952). Father of Mikhail Zadornov.

Biography

Born on November 22 (December 5), 1909 in Penza in the family of veterinarian Pavel Ivanovich Zadornov (1875—?) (later P. Zadornov was accused of deliberate extermination of livestock and died in custody), grew up in Siberia. After graduating from high school in 1926-1941, he was an actor and director in theaters in Siberia, the Far East, and Ufa; literary employee of the newspapers “Tikhoretsky Rabochiy”, “Soviet Siberia”, “Red Bashkiria”. During the Great Patriotic War, he worked at the Khabarovsk Regional Radio Committee and at the Khabarovsk newspaper Pacific Star. During this period he wrote his first novel, “Father Cupid.”

Nikolai Pavlovich Zadornov owns two cycles of historical novels about the development of the Far East by the Russian people in the 19th century, about the exploits of explorers. The first cycle consists of 4 novels: “The Distant Land” (books 1-2, 1946-1949), “First Discovery” (1969, first title - “To the Ocean”, 1949), “Captain Nevelskoy” (books 1-2, 1956-1958) and The Ocean War (books 1-2, 1960-1962). The second cycle (about the development of the Far East by peasant migrants) is thematically related to the first: the novels “Cupid the Father” (books 1-2, 1941-1946) and “The Gold Rush” (1969). In 1971, he published the novel “Tsunami” - about the expedition of Admiral E.V. Putyatin to Japan in 1854-1855. He also wrote a novel about modernity “Yellow, Green, Blue...” (Book 1, 1967), a book of travel essays “The Blue Hour” (1968) and others.

From 1946 until his death, Nikolai Pavlovich Zadornov lived in Riga. In 1969 and 1972 he visited Japan.

N.P. Zadornov died on September 18, 1992. He was buried in Riga at the Forest Cemetery.

The son of Nikolai Pavlovich Zadornov is Mikhail Zadornov, a famous satirist writer.

In the city of Penza, a memorial plaque was unveiled on the house where the writer lived (Revolyutsionnaya St., 45). In Khabarovsk, on the embankment of the Amur River, a monument was erected to Nikolai Zadornov. In Riga, a memorial plaque was unveiled in 2009 on the house in which Zadornov lived from 1948 to 1992 (corner of Rupniecibas and Elizabetes streets).

Personal life

Officially, in his personal life, Mikhail Zadornov was married only once. His chosen one was the daughter of the ex-Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of Latvia, Velta Yanovna Kalnberzina. The future satirist studied with her at the same school, and then at the Moscow Aviation Institute. Velta, a beautiful and intelligent girl from a wealthy family, knew her worth. Mikhail had to look after her for a long time and win her favor. The beauty “gave up” only in the early 1970s. Then the couple got married. And although there were no children in this marriage, all the acquaintances of the satirical writer considered the family strong.

Mikhail Zadornov and Velta Kalnberzina

As it turned out, the marriage began to fall apart at the seams in the late 1980s, when the artist’s career was rapidly gaining momentum. It was then that Mikhail Zadornov met a beautiful young woman who worked as an administrator at the festival in which he took part. Elena Bombina was 16 years younger than the artist. The romance did not become a simple affair, as many thought, but grew into something more.

The personal life of Mikhail Zadornov and Elena Bombina turned out happily. They lived in a civil marriage. In 1990, the woman gave the artist his only daughter, Elena.

Mikhail Zadornov with his wife Elena and daughter

The wife, with whom Mikhail Zadornov lived for 38 long years, found out about her husband’s second family when his daughter was born. Velta Yanovna, of course, was upset by her husband’s “double” life, but managed to cope with her feelings. In the end, she even found the strength to be happy for her husband, because he had a child, which she could not give him.

Rumor has it that Mikhail Zadornov never dissolved his legal marriage with his first wife.

Mikhail Zadornov and Elena Bombina

The artist's friends said that he was at the height of happiness when he had a daughter. He tried to give her everything that he was deprived of as a child. Elena Zadornova traveled with her dad around the world from a young age. She visited Vienna, Paris, Israel, the United Arab Emirates, Greece and Africa. Traveled to all corners of Russia.

The daughter inherited his artistic genes from her father. Elena Zadornova graduated from a theater university (RATI-GITIS). It is noteworthy that the girl managed not to get star fever, as happened with many children of famous artists. She doesn’t appear on TV, doesn’t use her father’s influence to achieve some goals, doesn’t give interviews or go to various top-rated shows to become recognizable.

Essays

• Mogusyumka and Guryanych, 1937
• Trilogy about migrants
  Amur-father, 1944, revised. ed. 1958 (two books)
• Gold Rush, 1971

Links

• [www.ruscenter.ru/684.html Russian Language Development Center]. Retrieved August 17, 2008. [www.webcitation.org/66BwiKnmc Archived from the original on March 16, 2012].
• [www.peoples.ru/art/literature/prose/roman/nikolay_zadornov/index.html N. P. Zadornov on peoples.ru]. Retrieved August 17, 2008. [www.webcitation.org/66Bwju7JM Archived from the original on March 16, 2012].
• [zadornov.net/?page_id=3301/ Page on the official website of M.N. Zadornov, dedicated to N.P. Zadornov] (Russian). Retrieved November 5, 2009.
• [azbukivedi.lv edi.lv]
  - official website of the library named after Nikolai Zadornov

Notes

1. https://zadornov.net/3uho/
2. Zadornov M. N.
   Prince Rurik. Where did the Russian land come from? - M.: Algorithm, 2012. - 240 p. - (Our Rus'). — 5000 copies. — ISBN 978-5-443-80199-5
3. Moiseenko A.
   Mikhail Zadornov: Russian history was replaced by the Germans // Komsomolskaya Pravda, 12/13/2012
4. ↑ 4.04.1 Zadornov M. N.
   Rurik. People's cinema? // Official website Rarogfilm.ru, 05/14/2012.
5. Zadornov M. N.
   Rurik. Lost story. - M.: Algorithm, 2013. - 320 p. — 3000 copies. — ISBN 978-5-4438-0315-9
6. Zadornov’s co-authors, Ukrainian writers Valentin and Yulia Gnatyuk, are among the “translators” into Russian of the Veles Book, which is recognized as a fake by experts in the field of history and linguistics.
   • About the Gnatyuks, see, for example: Zadornov ordered Rurik to the people of Dnepropetrovsk // News Agency “City Site” (Dnepropetrovsk), 02/1/2012.
7. On the falsity of the Veles Book, see, for example:
   Zaliznyak A. A.
   About the “Veles Book” // Linguistics for everyone. - M.: MTsNMO, 2009. - P. 122-141.
8. Tvorogov O. V.
   Vlesova book // Proceedings of the department of ancient Russian literature, 1990. - T. 43. - P. 170-254. (Publication of the text and detailed evidence of its falsification.)
9. Zadornov M. N.
   Rurik. Flight of the falcon. - M.: Veche, 2013. - 448 p. - (At the origins of Rus'). — 5000 copies. — ISBN 978-5-4444-0756-1

Excerpt characterizing Zadornov, Nikolai Pavlovich

Having given two ends along Podnovinsky, Balaga began to hold back and, returning back, stopped the horses at the intersection of Staraya Konyushennaya. The good fellow jumped down to hold the horses' bridles, Anatol and Dolokhov walked along the sidewalk. Approaching the gate, Dolokhov whistled. The whistle responded to him and after that the maid ran out. “Go into the yard, otherwise it’s obvious he’ll come out now,” she said. Dolokhov remained at the gate. Anatole followed the maid into the yard, turned the corner and ran onto the porch. Gavrilo, Marya Dmitrievna’s huge traveling footman, met Anatoly. “Please see the lady,” the footman said in a deep voice, blocking the way from the door. - Which lady? Who are you? – Anatole asked in a breathless whisper. - Please, I've been ordered to bring him. - Kuragin! back,” Dolokhov shouted. - Treason! Back! Dolokhov, at the gate where he stopped, was struggling with the janitor, who was trying to lock the gate behind Anatoly as he entered. Dolokhov, with his last effort, pushed the janitor away and, grabbing the hand of Anatoly as he ran out, pulled him out the gate and ran with him back to the troika. Marya Dmitrievna, finding a tearful Sonya in the corridor, forced her to confess everything. Having intercepted Natasha’s note and read it, Marya Dmitrievna, with the note in her hand, went up to Natasha. “Bastard, shameless,” she told her. - I don’t want to hear anything! - Pushing away Natasha, who was looking at her with surprised but dry eyes, she locked it and ordered the janitor to let through the gate those people who would come that evening, but not to let them out, and ordered the footman to bring these people to her, sat down in the living room, waiting kidnappers. When Gavrilo came to report to Marya Dmitrievna that the people who had come had run away, she stood up with a frown, folded her hands back, and walked around the rooms for a long time, thinking about what she should do. At 12 o'clock at night, feeling the key in her pocket, she went to Natasha's room. Sonya sat in the corridor, sobbing. - Marya Dmitrievna, let me see her for God’s sake! - she said. Marya Dmitrievna, without answering her, unlocked the door and entered. “Disgusting, nasty... In my house... Vile little girl... I just feel sorry for my father!” thought Marya Dmitrievna, trying to quench her anger. “No matter how difficult it is, I’ll tell everyone to be silent and hide it from the count.” Marya Dmitrievna entered the room with decisive steps. Natasha lay on the sofa, covering her head with her hands, and did not move. She lay in the same position in which Marya Dmitrievna had left her. - Good, very good! - said Marya Dmitrievna. - In my house, lovers can make dates! There's no point in pretending. You listen when I talk to you. - Marya Dmitrievna touched her hand. - You listen when I talk. You have disgraced yourself like a very lowly girl. I would do that to you, but I feel sorry for your father. I'll hide it. – Natasha did not change her position, but only her whole body began to jump up from silent, convulsive sobs that choked her. Marya Dmitrievna looked back at Sonya and sat down on the sofa next to Natasha. - He’s lucky that he left me; “Yes, I will find him,” she said in her rough voice; – Do you hear what I’m saying? “She put her big hand under Natasha’s face and turned her towards her. Both Marya Dmitrievna and Sonya were surprised to see Natasha’s face. Her eyes were shiny and dry, her lips were pursed, her cheeks were drooping. “Leave... those... that I... I... will die...” she said, with an angry effort she tore herself away from Marya Dmitrievna and lay down in her previous position. “Natalya!...” said Marya Dmitrievna. - I wish you well. You lie down, just lie there, I won’t touch you, and listen... I won’t tell you how guilty you are. You know it yourself. Well, now your father is coming tomorrow, what will I tell him? A? Again Natasha's body shook with sobs. - Well, he will find out, well, your brother, groom! “I don’t have a fiance, I refused,” Natasha shouted. “It doesn’t matter,” continued Marya Dmitrievna. - Well, they’ll find out, so why leave it like that? After all, he, your father, I know him, after all, if he challenges him to a duel, will it be good? A? - Oh, leave me alone, why did you interfere with everything! For what? For what? who asked you? - Natasha shouted, sitting up on the sofa and looking angrily at Marya Dmitrievna. - What did you want? - Marya Dmitrievna cried out again, getting excited, - why did they lock you up? Well, who stopped him from going to the house? Why should they take you away like some kind of gypsy?... Well, if he had taken you away, what do you think, he wouldn’t have been found? Your father, or brother, or fiancé. And he’s a scoundrel, a scoundrel, that’s what! “He’s better than all of you,” Natasha cried, standing up. - If you hadn’t interfered... Oh, my God, what is this, what is this! Sonya, why? Go away!... - And she began to sob with such despair with which people only mourn such grief, which they feel themselves to be the cause of. Marya Dmitrievna began to speak again; but Natasha shouted: “Go away, go away, you all hate me, you despise me.” – And again she threw herself on the sofa. Marya Dmitrievna continued for some time to admonish Natasha and convince her that all this must be hidden from the count, that no one would find out anything if only Natasha took it upon herself to forget everything and not show to anyone that anything had happened. Natasha didn't answer. She didn’t cry anymore, but she began to feel chills and trembling. Marya Dmitrievna put a pillow on her, covered her with two blankets and brought her some lime blossom herself, but Natasha did not respond to her. “Well, let him sleep,” said Marya Dmitrievna, leaving the room, thinking that she was sleeping. But Natasha was not sleeping and, with fixed, open eyes, looked straight ahead from her pale face. All that night Natasha did not sleep, and did not cry, and did not speak to Sonya, who got up and approached her several times. The next day, for breakfast, as Count Ilya Andreich had promised, he arrived from the Moscow region. He was very cheerful: the deal with the buyer was going well and nothing was keeping him now in Moscow and in separation from the countess, whom he missed. Marya Dmitrievna met him and told him that Natasha had become very unwell yesterday, that they had sent for a doctor, but that she was better now. Natasha did not leave her room that morning. With pursed, cracked lips, dry, fixed eyes, she sat by the window and restlessly peered at those passing along the street and hurriedly looked back at those entering the room. She was obviously waiting for news about him, waiting for him to come or write to her.

Biography of Mikhail Zadornov

Mikhail Zadornov is a popular satirist who was known and loved not only in Russia, but also in the countries of the former Soviet Union. Zadornov's monologues were always topical, full of subtle irony, and their heroes are perfectly recognizable in everyday life, which is why all the satirist's speeches invariably scattered into quotes, attracted many spectators and were a great success.

When did the career of this bright satirist begin and what was his path to the big stage? Our article, which is entirely dedicated to one of the best comedians on the modern Russian stage, will help you find out all this.