“Lermontov is a writer who was not lucky either in the number of monographs or in the true love of his offspring: researchers are a little shy of Lermontov, he is too tough for many; For the “large public” Lermontov for a long time was (and in part is) only a mustache-twirling army compiler of passionate romances. “Lead in the chest and thirst for revenge” were accepted as the motto of bad brawling and “army-ism” in bad taste. There are deep reasons for this, and one of them is that Lermontov, viewed through certain glasses, can almost all be understood in this way and not otherwise. From this point of view, Lermontov is like a fortune-telling book or the rapture of a card game; it can be accepted as an idle, soul-killing “superstition” or as idle and sucking as “Wednesday”, “Grand Slam”..."