There is such an opinion - An autopsy will show.

********************** There is such an opinion *********************** 

                      Vasily VLADIMIRSKY

                        AN OPTION WILL SHOW



   In the cloudy mirror oval
   I catch my movement.
   Caught in a cracked frame
   You and I are reflections...

                  Sergei Lukyanenko


   It is difficult to imitate the creative style of Vladislav Petrovich Kra-
beer, almost impossible. However, those who want to do this at least 
more than enough. What names, what works! Tyaglov, Lukyanenko,
Yutanov, Gevorkyan, "Circles of the Master", "Knights of the Forty Islands", 
"Werewolf", "Black Siberian Crane" ... And how many works are 
Are hidden and explicit quotes from Krapivin’s books sprinkled with a generous hand?
It seems that over the years the aesthetic principles of “pioneer-Gothic”
novel,” as his ill-wishers called him, became flesh and blood 
of Russian fiction is almost deeper than aesthetic
Strugatsky principles. It appeared - and, no matter what they say, famously
gained momentum - a whole “Krapivinsky” direction. Despite
due to their small number, authors working in this manner are more often
enter the “terra incognita” of new opportunities than their colleagues -
traditionalists. And yet, to translate into the language of images of the unconscious -
telny just as skillfully, to describe elusive emotions just as red-
so far no one has been able to speak eloquently like Vladislav Petrovich.
   Krapivin somehow managedknown to him alone (or unknown)
sten?) way to describe the simplest thing, something that is not enough to think about
whoever comes to mind. Perhaps this is what caused the strange,
overly emotional rejection from some critics.
Or something else, hidden in the depths of the unconscious? I don't dare
judge
   But I remember very well the first time I read “The Dovecote on
"in the middle of nowhere." I was thirteen years old, and I was fiercely jealous of the hero 
well, envied their deliberate purity and angelic whiteness,
which does not happen in life. A little later I wondered
which still haunts me: why Vladislav Petro-
HIV, a person who, by virtue of his profession, is obliged to understand that 
It doesn’t happen that way, he writes one way and nothing else? If you put it aside
a thesis about educating the younger generation that smacks of demagoguery
on positive examples of literary heroes (because for children all
the artificiality of Krapivin’s constructions is more than obvious),
it remains to be assumed that Vladislav Petrovich succeeds in this
involuntarily.
   And here is a new book. A new attempt to rethink the environment
reality and reassessment of one’s attitude towards it. "Tales of
fishermen and fish" and "Help me on the way..." - two strong, tough 
things from the "commander" series. Two serious attempts at self-analysis.
What does Vladislav Petrovich sublimate in his works?
that, splashing out abundantly onpages of his stories and novels,
makes them one of a kind and unique?
   There is a hero in "Tales of Fishermen and Fishes", a certain Volynov -
talented artist, spontaneous teacher, potential commander.
One of those lily-white characters who confront the Krapi-
guilt to the absolute evil of the adult world, a pleasant exception to the unpleasant 
nice rule. At a certain moment, Volynov asked this question:
dew: “Is this fool really (meaning the nameless “baba-critic-
kessa" - V.V.) will undertake to assert that Tom Sawyer and, say, 
Are the earrings from "Drummer's Fate" similar to each other? Or Peter 
Does Pan remind you of Vitka Schelkun from School Rhapsody? Or the boys 
from the dashing book "Red Roosters on the Warpath" something akin to 
Dostoevsky's boys?" It’s easier for Mr. Volynov, he can always 
can call upon the authority of the authors of books that illustrate
roars. And what can a writer who creates
your own worlds? No wonder Volynov’s friend tells him:
"...They look like a touching combination of external defenselessness and 
inner courage. Volynovsky style..." 
   Eh, Vladislav Petrovich, if only everything were so simple...
   Needless to say, defenselessness and courage are a touching combination
no. However, in real life it occurs much less often,
than on the pages of Krapivin’s books - if found at all.
This is not a reproach, but a statement of fact.Krapivin writes his heroes
the way he would like to see himself as a child, and although
his heroes differ in appearance, they are all equally simple-minded and
innocent, like steadfast tin soldiers who descended from the same horse
Weier. Vladislav Petrovich lumps together all the positive
qualities that children can differ in without paying attention to
special attention to the fact that these qualities are often mutual
myexclusive. The differences between the heroes, as a rule, are
in different “percentages” of these qualities, but are present
they are always in full force. Negative features the author hopes
pours out his young heroes with great reluctance, saving such
gifts for traitors and scoundrels like Lacien and company,
acting as nothing more than puppets in the hands of the Dark Forces of an adult
peace. It seems as if Vladislav Petrovich cannot
understand that children are very different, often much more
different than adults, and this difference is deeper than the difference between
"good" and "bad" boys. "You have created an ideal for yourself - small-
little knight in skimpy pants and dusty sandals... And on 
on the basis of this ideal you mold and release your heroes into the light... From 
You still can’t escape yourself.” 
   So, the initial premise of V.P. Krapivin’s work: people give birth
are innocent and, being a kind of “thing in itself,” do not carry
responsibility to the Universe.In all his works there is only one hero, reflected
in dozens of mirrors and surrounded by creatures of abstract evil.
The world of Krapivin is a very uncomfortable world. Little man
here you are surrounded on all sides by scoundrels and indifferent cold
scoundrels. The only meaning of life that appears occasionally is positive
strong adult heroes - to protect, save, protect an innocent child
from the surrounding reality, the world of “those who command.” Neither to
These ethereal beings are simply incapable of anything else. They have
definition there cannot be any of their own, their own interests,
in no way intersect with the interests of the underage wards,
nothing of your own, no mysteries or secrets. A peculiar author's
jealousy manifests itself in the fact that in addition to two or three “lily-white”
heroes, all other adult characters in the book are
the complete opposite of them. Naturally, from every rule
There are exceptions. Krapivin also has them - just remember
"The Dovecote on the Yellow Glade", where both children and adults were 
in approximately equal position. That is why the silent majority
the number of adults on the Planet and consisted of good, but broken
"those who command" people.
   Little things, annoying little things constantly interfere with a holistic perception
This is the picture drawn by Vladislav Petrovich. For example, when
in "Tales..." the charming Yur-Tanka, familiar to us from the previous
schimbooks of the series "In the depths of the Great Crystal" the young prince
cattle breeding tribe (! - V.V.), touchingly worries about
killing a goldfish, I immediately stop believing Krapivin. Know-
cheat, the bull Vaska can be hit in the throat with sharp steel, but the brainless one
fish - no, no? "She's alive!" One of two: either Vladislav Pet-
Rovich has an extremely unique idea of ​​the life of a cattle breeder - 
ical tribes, or the Yur-Tank tribe firmly took the path of vegetative
rianism. True, in this case it is not entirely clear what they are all about...
they still feed in the remote steppe, but this, in the end, is not so
and important. The main thing is humanism, isn't it? (By the way, the very image of the fish,
who must die to fulfill a wish, in this context
itself gives rise to certain thoughts).

   By the way, one of the most talented successors of the “nettle”
nal" direction, Sergei Lukyanenko, in his denial of the post-
Lat master made a mistake in “Knights of the Forty Islands”, country-
new for a person who pays so much attention to psychology. If
Krapivin's hero is an agglomerate of the most diverse positive
qualities that are actually characteristic of children, but do not get along well
in one personality, then Lukyanenko endowed his heroes (and so wanted-
wants to write “patients”) quite integral and believable
psychology, but characteristic of adults. However, when one
of a good writer, the hero goes through a hundredkilometers per day"
another - forty, but over rough terrain and from forty-
with a kilogram backpack on his shoulders, and the third one is grieving about “a hundred
women" who will remain unhappy if he is harmless
death, pay attention to such little things even somehow
uncomfortable. What miracles happen to human psychology and physics?
Domestic science fiction writers of the “fourth wave” do not create ology!
   In Krapivin's "Tales of Fishermen and Fishes" we can at least
at least notice the author’s painful attempts to analyze the incomplete
stats of your own creativity and get to their hidden roots.
Painful procedure...
   So, every child in Krapivin is, by definition, sinless and
innocent until corrupted
world of adults. Any negative impact may therefore
be exerted on him only from the outside. And, at the same time, any sub-
Loyalty committed by adults “in defense of Childhood” automatically
ceases to be considered meanness (collaboration with Valentin Volynov
with state security means absolutely nothing, because so
he could more effectively perform the functions of a protector and guardian,
therefore, everything is justified).
   Controversy? Nothing like that!
   The fact is that Krapivin’s child and adult are not equal in value.
orno. The only heroes and characters in the works
Vladislav Petrovich - children, but everything else is notmore than 
background necessary to give the plot dynamics. In Krapivin's books
the process of growing up is presented as almost inevitable, but
Moreover, no less terrible degradation of personality. His adult heroes
literally live in the past, and childhood memories are like
usually more important than the everyday worries of today. Please note: they
are immersed in memories not of first love or first self-
successfully completed a responsible task - no, they remember
dusty burdocks of their childhood and poplars in the yard of the house where they played
at the age of eleven, with broken knees and bad grades at school.
It seems that they simply have nothing more to remember, these aged
"Krapivino boys" Their adult life is boring and monotonous
and devoid of bright colors - until
Child. It is characteristic that this does not depend either on temperament or
from the profession, nor from the age of the character - both the scudderman Yar and the modest-
employee Cornelius Glas, and a man of art Volynov sensitive
feel equally inferior until someone comes along to whom
they can "serve" and who they can "protect". However, the service
this one is even pleasant, because it is a service to the Ideal. Krapivin
stubbornly proves that the best fate he can
counting an adult is performing the functions of a service person
staff and bodyguard for an ideal child - in the event that
of course, when he's inhe still needs this, that is, until he
learned to independently jump along all the Facets of the Crystal. Well, well
after that all that remains is to go to the Church of the Mother of All Living
and quietly give up, as the old Commander does. However,
with the "Krapivino boys" it's probably really nice
would be the case - if they really existed -
sti. Still, psychology also has its own objective laws,
which are not recommended to be neglected.
   This naturally leads to another problem in Krapi’s creativity.
wine - the contrast between the extremely visible, pronounced, juicy 
active and active Evil, and blurred, amorphous, sluggish Good. Oh
that this problem is really relevant is evidenced by
the second novel in the collection, “Help me on my way...” (“Ships”).
   The main character of the story, permeated with the same commander's
symbolism, interspacer Pyotr Vikulov, united, so to speak,
in three persons. Vikulov the father, Vikulov the son (adopted) and a certain Spirit
(though not quite Vikulov and not at all a saint). And here's what I'll use:
finally: he leads the most interesting, most full-life in his own way
it is this hypostasis of Mr. Vikulov, which bears the name in the world
Felix Antoine Poloz. As always, Krapivin’s scoundrels are active and
active (let us remember at least the “mannequins” from “The Dovecote...”).
The goals are clear, the tasks are defined - be it a crazy idea to create
thinking galaxyor a banal fuss over power. Citizen
Poloz, despite all his deceitful ideas, is closer to us,
than the same "mannequins". Completely ours, earthly sadist, molester and
killer maniac.  He is active, he acts, he advances, he gives
thereby allowing the forces of Good to show their best qualities:
integrity, speed of reaction and, of course, mercy towards
fallen.  For some reason this always happens: until
abstract good is opposed to highly concrete evil,
Vladislav Petrovich's books are interesting to read. However, he should
take on the description of the World of Victorious Humanism (for example, in
"Pilot"), how something dim, blurry, indistinct turns out - 
howl. One feels that it is not easy for the author to imagine why, his own
So, we need positive characters where there are them on all sides
not surrounded by pathological types like Poloz, thirsty for blood
Christian babies. Conclusion: Vladislav Petrovich perfectly
imagines what dark passions can destroy the soul of thirteen
year-old teenager; his positive heroes lose their characteristic
they see “translucency” only in an irreconcilable battle with Evil. See-
maybe this is a consequence of the fact that there are no such characters in life
at all - no matter how sorry it is. Of course, I don’t want to offend anyone, no God
my! - but such a long and voluptuous trampling underfoot all -
some "dummies", "pseudo-commanders" and othersunpleasant types
Agree, it requires a rational explanation!
   An interesting and beneficial topic is the relationship between Krapi-
wine and religion. And not even religion in general, namely Orthodoxy 
viem - the same one that most pastoralists profess
Yur-Tanks. Why Orthodoxy? Partly, apparently, because the name
but in it a special place is given to the cult of the Mother of God. Well, and then -
what a treasure trove of images: Boris and Gleb, Vladimir the Saint and Alexander
Nevsky, stylites and hermits! On the other hand, on the conscience 
any of the existing religions has so many crimes that
Krapivin does not associate his certainly bright boys with any 
one of them. That is why Krapivin’s Orthodoxy, mildly expressed
huddling, far from canonical. For example, it is difficult to associate belief in
the Savior with faith in the transmigration of souls, and the Orthodox church with the re-
rather than pagan sacrifices. Just like it was
done before with Marxism-Leninism, Vladislav Petrovich os-
carefully fills the concept of Christianity with its own content,
having nothing in common with either the first or the second. This is piercing
a passionate, frenzied cult of Childhood, a cult of purity and purity,
which adults can never return, even if expanded into a cake
beat, and his prophets are Guardian-Commanders. As you know, cleanliness
and holiness is most clearly manifested in suffering, and therefore Vladi-
Slav Petrovich forcessuffer their heroes. In some sense- 
Le, he and Felix Antoine Poloz are doing “one big, necessary thing.”
The Krapivinsky martyrs are alien to the love of work, the craving for family
life - even his adults are too unbalanced for this,
tend to make mountains out of molehills and suffer over the most trivial things
about. The adult world according to Vladislav Petrovich is the patrimony of the Beast, which
which indirectly, through the adult majority, negatively
affects the only source of joy and happiness in this world
food - for children. Therefore, the adult world deserves destruction -
Naturally, for self-defense purposes. Or, if not destruction, then
oblivion is preferable. It seems that this is exactly what the co-
campaign from Anchor Field. According to Krapivin, the Universe is the Universe,
where the forces of darkness prevail, the Universe created by man with the power of
a complex guilt complex - because in its coordinates only children deserve
live love and sympathy.
   So it turns out that the world lines diverge like iron
road rails, along the edges of the Crystal: put it all together as it is -
elk - and before us is Vladislav Petrovich Krapivin, humanist, famous
a talented teacher and a wonderful writer - I say without any
irony! And if in due time some Turunchik gets his well-deserved
an undeserved slap - and, look, in front of us is Stanislav Gaga himself -
rin, a direct descendant of the Gagarin princes and the first Russian cosmonaut
VTA, writer, bigsupporter of mixed age groups
Krapivinskaya "Caravels". Childhood impressions are no joke -
ki. One, under their influence, begins books about childhood suffering
write, and the other - to see Comrade Stalin at night and inspire
children active hostility to incestuous marriages between Russian-
skies and foreigners. Such things.
   It may very well be that in my reasoning I made more than one
and not two mistakes, and maybe even allowed himself to be offensive
an attack on someone. I humbly apologize in advance. I
didn't want to. In the end, all this was not written entirely seriously:
Well, who, in fact, in their right mind and strong memory will allow
seriously attack such good people?.. That's right, no one
won't allow it. Therefore, I urge you to treat all this without prejudice.
unnecessary seriousness.
   "There's a joke in every joke"