Nicely done. The film has a certain dreamlike quality that is charming but mysteriously dark and foreboding at the same time just as a first-rate horror story should possess. The plot keeps pretty much to the novel by Alexander Pushkin portraying the Russian nobility and wealthy landowners before the Revolution with an entitlement mentality, enjoying an over-privileged life with all its opulence, ornate trappings, and obscenely extravagant finery that is beautiful to watch but must have been hellish to accept for the regular working class and peasants. Evgeny Onegin is a young man born into this rarefied upper class world, who is rich and socially well connected, but who is also deeply in debt due to his expensive tastes and habits acquired by living the high-life in St. Petersburg along with his small inner circle of like-minded friends. Moreover, Onegin is restless, jaded, and bored with his life, although he is not quite ready to change it either. One day Evgeny learns that his uncle has died leaving considerable monetary assets to him alone. In the process of straightening out his legal affairs, Onegin must remain for a time at his uncle's country estate where he meets the neighbors, including lovely, romantic Tatiana, who fancies that she is madly in love with him. What happens next reminded me of Tolstoy's novel Anna Karenina, but with a different ending that I thought was a much better one anyway, although a tragedy all the same.