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This post originally appeared as a comment on youtube in response to the following video.
By one Norton S:
“I was a kid living near Pryp’iat’ when the forth nuclear reactor exploded. Both of my parents worked at that Nuclear Power Plant. My sister went to school in Pryp’iat’ on April 26, 1986. Nobody told us nothing about the danger. Moreover, those, who wanted to leave Pryp’iat’ for personal reasons weren’t allowed to do so. Only after more than 36 hours after the disaster, on sunny Sunday evacuation begun. We were told that the evacuation is only a “temporally measure” and that we will come back to our homes on the next day, after they’ll “clean up” Pryp’iat’. Well, more than 30 years have passed since that promise. They told us nothing about the level of radiation, neither gave us potassium iodide. My parents, who went back as so-called “liquidators” told me that even in the May of 1986 they were deceived about the radioactivity level and didn’t receive potassium iodide. Most of their colleagues are dead by now. There were lie everywhere and about everything.
The mini-series nailed most of that lies and show its consequences. The criminal and cowardice nature of the soviet government, the incompetence and fear of big and small “bosses” without proper education, but with big ambitions. The fear and meanness of careerists with black souls, ready to lie to the last and easily sacrifice others. Especially easily such liars are willing to sacrifice others. The conscript soldiers and reservists (which were called “partisans” by liquidators) who were sent to the roof to clear it from graphite are mostly dead by now. These “bio-robots” were sometimes misused, worked over the “safe” time, sent back more and more. Such dehumanization is terrifying. Evacuated people not only lost their homes and all their previous lives – they were doomed to diseases and “stigmatization” by society. Their lives were divided on “before” and “after” the disaster. In the May, 1986 along the roads near Pryp’at’ lay a lot of shot dogs – it was heartbreaking to see, my mother recalls. She was looking for our dog among those dead bodies.
Soviet atmosphere and life recreated as thoroughly as possible. Total lies, cowardice, incompetence and inhumanity of the system and its functionaries evoke memories and is as frighten as a revived corpse enchanted by necromancers from HBO. Craig Mazin has created a spiritualistic seance under the guise of the mini-series. The degree of immersion and horror is amazing. No horror film is capable of what reality is capable of. Musical accompaniment, background noises, absurdity and madness of what is happening on the screen, the doom of the performers of someone else’s will, going to suffering and death. And the total lie of all and about everything. All of these shown by wonderful actors cast, with tense dramatization, perfect ambient sounds and music. Deep and haunting show, with excellent balance between staying true to the real story and keeping audience in suspense despite the fact that we all know how the story ends.
Among the shortcomings, I will note the “necessary evil” of political correctness – the fictional character of Uliana Khomiuk, the whole line of which is extremely “Mary Sue-ish” and annoying. Exaggerations with the miners, the overly glorification of Legasov and Shcherbina, etc, but all these don’t spoil the main idea of the film. By the way, the design flaws of the reactor were indicated and specialists warned about the danger of the “konechny effect” and the need to modernize rods and fuel channels in reactor. Latest warning was in 1983 (all secret ofcause). But the NPP had to be commissioned by May 1, 1984. The soviet bosses liked to time everything for the communist celebrations. That timed. Only after the disaster did they begin to correct the shortcomings that they had been hearing about back in the 1970s (still hiding the truth).
“The real danger is that if we hear enough lies, then we no longer recognize the truth at all”. The whole soviet system was build on lies, on denial of truth. All we are eager to believe in convenient lies rather than to accept painful truth. And sooner or later such ignorance of reality inevitably leads us to collision with it – the real world reminds about itself ruthlessly to those, who are willing to live in dreams instead of reality. But when the lies became building material for the whole political system, the manifestation of truth can became catastrophic. Truth is like radiation – it is invisible and you can easily deny its existence until you begin to vomit and die from radiation sickness or, if “lucky”, from cancer.
“You will know the truth, and the truth will set you free” John 8:32. Or live in lies, in illusions, slaves of fear, and it will truly crush you. Everyone decide for themselves.
P.S. Complains about the absence of “Russian language” are ridiculous – locals spoke Russian at best with their national accents. In small villages locals spoke Ukrainian or Belorussian or mixed both languages. Thereby one essential factor was missed in the mini-series. As liquidators joked with grim humor, in Pryp’iat’ Moscow wanted to extinguish all the national minorities – in 1986 conscripts from Latvia were “thrown” to Pryp’iat’, in 1987 – conscripts from Central Asia. The local population were Ukrainian with nearby Belorussians. Moscow didn’t care much, because population of Russia did not suffer at all in a result of that stupid experiment conducted by the order of Moscow bosses on the reactor designed with engineering miscalculations. When it exploded, mostly Ukrainians and Belorussians suffered, with other national minorities sent there as conscripts.”
Check out this great series while you wait on Commune 4!
“Like Commune, but in the UK…”
Fans of either series have probably heard it at least once going in either direction.
“What’s Commune about?” “Oh, it’s like After It Happened, only in America.”
“What’s After It Happened about?” “Oh, it’s like Commune, on in the UK.”
If you haven’t heard about Devon C. Ford’s series, you might want to check it out. There’s sure to be something in it for fans of the Commune books.
Hey, all. Just a heads-up as you wait (patiently or not) for C3 to drop. Wolves is coming on the 6th (a very good chance that it drops before mine) and you can pre-order it right now. It’ll help you get that Post-Apocalyptic fix if you’re getting twitchy. Pre-order link provided in the clickable image 🙂
Be warned: you don’t dive into these books looking for hard sci-fi or realism. These are some great, old-fashioned mutant monster stories with a fresh twist. Also airships. R.C. Bray is there too…
I had so much fun hanging out with these guys on Saturday. I think our episode goes live on Thursday. In the meantime, check out this awesome round table discussion!
This third instalment follows the Jackson commune as they gather supplies and reinforce their camps in order to endure a bitter winter in Wyoming. Elsewhere, other factions are beginning to form – though not all of them pleasant.
Commune: Book Three contains a brief recap of the second book. I appreciated this because I hadn’t read the previous book in a while, and it conveyed that this series is dramatic and episodic, like a television series.
Once again, some new characters were introduced, adding to Gayou’s ever-expanding world. His ability to write about so many characters and settings with increasing depth and creativity is impressive, and I think Gayou’s talent improves with each instalment.
Characters, I think, are really the focus of Commune:…
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