The internal political landscape of 1950’s Soviet Russia takes on darkly comic form in a new film by Emmy award-winning and Oscar-nominated writer/director Armando Iannucci.
In the days following Stalin’s collapse, his core team of ministers tussle for control; some want positive change in the Soviet Union, others have more sinister motives. Their one common trait? They’re all just desperately trying to remain alive.
Shoot her before him, but make sure he sees it.
Oh, and this one... urn…
Kill him, take him to his church, dump him in the pulpit.
Long live Stalin!
Should we investigate?
Should you shut the fuck up before you get us both killed?
Yeah, he's feeling unwell, clearly.
You take the head.
You're Acting General Secretary.
I would be honored.
Oh, my God!
What are you doing to my father, you jackals?
How old are you?
You're not old!
You're not even a person!
You're a testicle!
I must take his place.
But you just said he's irreplaceable.
This is just fucking wordplay.
Oh, is it?
You smell like rendered horse, you burning arsehole.
You will not take me down!
I'm gonna have to report this conversation.
Threatening to do harm or obstructing any member of the Presidium in the process of...
Look at your fucking face!
I fucked Germany.
I think I can take that flesh lump in a fucking waistcoat.
Uncle Nicky's going to be dead.
Yes, he is.
I may as well just shoot myself like mother.
I will deal with whatever horseshit you have presently!
A... actually, I'd like you to see this.
Come on through.
Last one, move it out!
Did Coco Chanel take a shit on your head?
No, he did not.