So I go to Google Maps and look at St. Petersburg and I see there are a couple of very long bridges across the bay (Gulf of Finland). So I go looking for the story about how they came to be. Not finding much, I go to B1M, where I don't find much except a video about BIM (Building Information Modeling) in Russia and a view of this statue appears. I think that's the weirdest statue I've ever seen. Also very cool. Naturally there are a bunch of ignorant fools who don't like it, but that's always the way it is whenever anybody does anything cool.
It was launched in 1957 which makes it 75 years old. It weighs 3,000 tons which is like 1/6 of what a Trident missile sub weighs. It has a beam of 25 feet which means the top of the sail in this picture looks to be about 50 feet from the ground.
It's pretty much a fairy tale woven together from elements of several stories, including fast and fancy ice skating (Hans Brinker), a gang of pickpockets (Oliver Twist) who are living on an abandoned sailing ship (Peter Pan). A poor boy and a rich girl happen to meet and in a tale as old as Hollywood, proceed to disregard all the sage advice of their elders, believe love will triumph all, and the script writers make it happen. There was a moment when we thought this might be an actual Russian story when the boy dies, but then he wakes up, 'returns from the dead' the doctor says, so we can have our Hollywood ending.
It's set in 1900 in St. Petersburg, Russia. The scenes are great. We have scenes on the ice in the canals through town, which serve as roadways during the winter, and scenes of the city and the palaces.
Dmitri Mendeleev (1834-1907), father of the modern Periodic Table, makes a couple of appearances. Seems our girl is a budding chemist and wants to study at the university instead of marrying the handsome, brave, strong nobleman her parents have picked out for her.
Our hero has some very fancy ice skates that his father picked up in Amsterdam. I looked for a picture but I didn't have any luck. If I watched the entire film over again, I might be able to find a shot or two, but it's two hours long, and I'm busy. Busy, very busy.
Someone has put together a website of old WW2 German aerial photographs of Russia. It's all in Russian, and Google translate doesn't help much. I was able to find St. Petersburg because the alternate name (Leningrad) is in parentheses, and parentheses are the same in both English and Russian. It's pretty cool because you can switch back and forth between these old WW2 aerial photos and current satellite images and maps, much like Google Maps, so you can compare.
Google Maps offers photos of places on the map, and if there are a bunch of photos, it will stream them to your screen, one after another, shifting and zooming so your point of view remains the same, or as much as it can. I suspect a few whiz kids got their doctorates developing this. Or maybe it's the work of just one crank working away in his basement. Not me, I didn't do it.
I seem to be on a bit of a Russian kick the last couple of days. I thought this video is a nice counterpoint to the Rolls-Royce story I posted a couple of weeks ago. You don't need any Russian to understand the video, the soundtrack is entirely music, no speaking. Kilmov is in St. Petersburg.