Like an abandoned alien spaceship,
the building of Dostoevsky's Drama Theatre stands
on the bank of Volkhov River, only a kilometer
away from the walls of famous Novgorod Kremlin.

An Architecture freak,
unloved and uncared for, it sails high above the
comforting provinciality of Novgorod the Great.

Erected during the final
years of Soviet Rule, this remarkable example of
modernist architecture has, for many decades,
continued to mock the ancient heritage of the city,
as well as the mediocre tastes of its populace.

The story of theater's uneasy survival,
it's persistent inability to fit into the Novgorod's
surroundings, and its slow but sure demise at
the hands of greedy bureaucrats become a
direct metaphor for the Russian society today.