Cerceau
by Laurence Maslon, Fritz Brun, Viktor Slavkin

David Richards, in his review in the New York Times, writes: "If you were of a mind to append a subtitle to Viktor Slavkin's Cerceau, it seems to me that 'A Little Soviet Night Music' wouldn't be too far off.

In this wryly melancholic drama, a Moscow engineer named Rooster invites a group of his contemporaries to spend a weekend in the country at the dacha he's just inherited from his great-aunt...They philosophize and flirt and dance...They don old clothes from the attic, and when the attic yields up the implements of cerceau hoops to be tossed in the air and wooden swords to catch them they try their hand at the old French game, too...While nobody sings 'Send in the Clowns,' by the end of the weekend they've all behaved a little foolishly, desperately even, and the smiles of a late summer's night have begun to harden..."