A bold attempt to identify the true meaning of the Great Patriotic War in the history of a great country from the Bug to the Kuriles, the poet Alexei Surkov was probably the first to assess the greatness of the people’s achievement. Back in 1942, from a high rostrum, he said: “The war in our poetry looked like a parade on Red Square… Before the war, we fed the reader a future war in a colorful candy wrapper, and when this candy wrap on June twenty-second unfolded, a scorpion emerged from it, which painfully bit our hearts, is a scorpion of reality, a difficult big war. “
Meanwhile, even six decades after the end of the most bloody and brutal war, not only in the domestic, but in the whole world history, we learn the truth about it bit by bit. About war and
It’s hard to imagine how our grandparents lived in the early forties, what they thought and felt. From the works of art and memories, we know that in those years no one trusted each other, for fear of uttering a superfluous word, not just in a conversation with a neighbor or co-worker, but even with his family, in the presence of his wife, children, relatives. But none of those who lived then for a moment doubted the strength and might of the Red Army, in the rightness of Stalin and his companions.
No one and in the most nightmarish dream could have imagined that the enemy would reach the Volga and the Caucasus.
However, the beginning of the war was much worse than even the worst nightmares. The sudden onset of the war struck the country, leaving no indifferent person. People of more than one hundred nations and nationalities lived a single experience of a great common grief. And it is unlikely that any of them in those distant years had anything to do with what we can now read in V. Suvorov’s books – that Stalin had secret plans for crossing the border and attacking Germany. Contrary to all such
The sense of historical rightness lived in every person – from the Red Army man on the front line to the young worker in the rear.
Recalling many years his frontal youth, Vasil Bykov wrote that during the war we “realized our strength and understood what we are capable of.” We taught a great lesson of human dignity to ourselves and to ourselves. “
The war has subdued to itself the destinies of everyone. The people did not have a more important task than to defeat the invaders. Never had the writer heard the heart of the people so distinctly. This was acknowledged by Andrei Platonov in his letter with the front line front home: “… I write about them with all the energy of the spirit that is in me… I am inspired by their feat.”
What do you need to understand the deep nature of this war? In my opinion, we should first of all understand and understand the spiritual basis of works of fiction, which was created in the fire of battles. And among them there are those who have not faded to the present day – Vasiliy Terkin Tvardovsky, The Son of Antokolsky, The February Diary Berggolz, the lyrics of Akhmatova, Simonov, Surkov, Selvinsky, Aliger, journalism and art prose of Ehrenburg and Alexei Tolstoy, Stalingrad essays and “Treblinsky hell” by Grossman, essays and stories by Platonov, “The Volokolamsk Highway” by Beck and “Days and Nights” by Simonov, “Before Sunrise” by Zoshchenko and “Young Guard” Fadeeva, plays “Russian People” by Simonov, “Front “Korneichuk,” The Invasion “
At one time, Viktor Astafiev pointed to a screaming discrepancy between the experience he experienced at the front and the book-warfare. He served not in the same regiment. I met front-line soldiers at other military crossroads. And they were not like those who wander through the pages of books, cry out slogans, beat everyone, take prisoners, and themselves, like Ivan Tsarevich, remain beautiful and unharmed.
It’s not that they appear before us in the pages of the so-called “lieutenant prose” of the 1960s, which began the destruction of the established Stalinist myth about the war. For example, in the novel “Alive and the Dead” K. Simonov drew such a picture of the forty-first year, which before our literature did not know. The writer described the panic among the soldiers, the confusion of the commanders, the insolvency of the highest political and military leadership, and hundreds of thousands of captured soldiers and officers.
Vasil Bykov devoted all his work to the uneasy matter of understanding the tragic events of the war. The true triumph of literary truth were “Different days of the war” by K. Simonov, “I am from the fiery village” A. Adamovich, J. Bryl and V. Kolesnik, “The blockade book” A. Adamovich and D. Granin, “The war does not have a woman’s face “S. Aleksievich. The level of historical truth of these works is so high that none of our generation of the XXI century, alas, has not yet overcome this height of truth.