Мой друг – Олег Даль. Между жизнью и смертью

"Rabota ne prinosit mne bolʹshe udovolʹstvii͡a. Mne dazhe stranno, chto kogda-to i͡a schital eë dli͡a sebi͡a vsem", - zapisal Oleg Dalʹ v svoem dnevnike, a spusti͡a nedeli͡u on umer. V knige, sostavlennoĭ luchshim drugom aktera A. G. Ivanovym, privodi͡atsi͡a unikalʹnye svidetelʹstva o poslednikh godakh populi͡arneĭshego sovetskogo aktera Olega Dali͡a. Govori͡at blizkie rodstvenniki aktera, ego druzʹi͡a, kollegi po teatralʹnomu t͡sekhu… V knige vpervye issledui͡utsi͡a volnui͡ushchai͡a mnogikh poklonnikov Dali͡a tema - zagadka ego neozhidannoĭ smerti. Dnevnikovye zapisi aktera i vospominanii͡a rodnykh, nabli͡udavshikh peremeny, proizoshedshie v poslednie neskolʹko let, kak nelʹzi͡a luchshe rasskazyvai͡ut o tom, chto proiskhodilo v dushe ėtogo cheloveka. Odna iz poslednikh kinoroleĭ Dali͡a - obai͡atelʹnogo negodi͡ai͡a Zilova v "Utinoĭ okhote" Vampilova - okazalasʹ dli͡a nego rokovoĭ… "Samoe strashnoe predatelʹstvo, kotoroe mozhet sovershitʹ drug - ėto umeretʹ", - zapishet on v dnevnike, a cherez neskolʹko dneĭ ego serdt͡se ostanovitsi͡a. . .

"Work doesn't bring me any more pleasure. It's even strange to me that I once considered her everything to me," Oleg Dahl wrote in his diary, and a week later he died. The book, compiled by the actor's best friend A. G. Ivanov, provides unique evidence about the last years of the most popular Soviet actor Oleg Dahl. Close relatives of the actor, his friends, and colleagues in the theater workshop speak.… For the first time, the book explores a topic that worries many of Dahl's fans – the mystery of his unexpected death. The actor's diary entries and the memories of relatives who have observed the changes that have taken place in the last few years tell the best story about what was happening in the soul of this man. One of Dahl's last film roles, as the charming scoundrel Zilov in Vampilov's Duck Hunt, turned out to be fatal for him ... "The most terrible betrayal a friend can commit is to die," he writes in his diary, and after a few days his heart stops . . .