In the history of the life of Pechorin, the protagonist of the novel by M.Yu. Lermontov - reflected the fate of a generation of young people in the 30s of the XIX century. According to Lermontov himself, Pechorin is the image of his contemporary, as the author “understands and ... often met”. This is "a portrait made up of vices ... of a generation in their full development."
Creating the image of Pechorin, Lermontov wanted to find answers to the questions why gifted people who stand out from the general mass cannot find a place for themselves in life, why do they waste their energy on trifles, why they are alone.
In order to more fully reveal the essence and causes of the tragedy of people like Pechorin, the author shows us his hero in different life circumstances. In addition, Lermontov specifically places his hero in different strata of society (highlanders, smugglers, “ water society”).
And everywhere Pechorin brings people the same suffering. Why it happens? After all, this person is endowed with great intelligence and talent, “immense powers” ​​are hidden in his soul. In order to find the answer, you need to get to know the main character of the novel better. Coming from a noble family, he received a typical upbringing and education for his circle. From Pechorin's confession, we learn that, having come out of the care of relatives, he set off in pursuit of pleasures. Once in the big world, Pechorin starts romances with secular beauties. But he very quickly becomes disillusioned with all this, and boredom takes possession of him. Then Pechorin tries to do science, read books. But nothing brings him satisfaction, and in the hope that "boredom does not live under the Chechen bullets", he goes to the Caucasus.
However, wherever Pechorin appears, he becomes "an ax in the hands of fate." In the story "Taman", the hero's search for dangerous adventures leads to unpleasant changes in the well-organized life of "peaceful smugglers". In the story “Bela,” Pechorin ruins the life of not only Bela herself, but also her father and Kazbich. The same thing happens with the heroes of the story "Princess Mary". In "Fatalist" Pechorin's gloomy prediction (Vulich's death) comes true, and in the story "Maxim Maksimych" he undermines the old man's faith in the younger generation.
In my opinion, the main reason for the Pechorin tragedy lies in the system of values ​​of this person. In his diary, he admits that he looks at the suffering and joys of people as food that supports his strength. In this, Pechorin reveals himself as an egoist. One gets the impression that he, communicating with people, is conducting a series of failed experiments. For example, he openly confesses to Maxim Maksimych that “the love of a savage is little better than the love of a noble lady; the ignorance and simplicity of one is as annoying as the coquetry of the other. " In a conversation with Werner, he says that "from the storm of life ... he brought out only a few ideas - and not a single feeling." “I have long been living not with my heart, but with my head. I weigh, analyze my own passions and actions with strict curiosity, but without participation, ”the hero admits. If Pechorin “without participation” refers to his own life, then what can we say about his attitude to other people?
It seems to me that the hero of the novel cannot find his place in life precisely because of his indifference to people. His frustration and boredom are due to the fact that he is really no longer able to feel. Pechorin himself justifies his actions in the following way: “... such was my fate since childhood! Everybody read on my face the signs of bad qualities that were not there; but they were supposed - and they were born ... I became secretive ... I became vindictive ... I became envious ... I learned to hate ... I began to deceive ... I became a moral cripple ... "
I think that M. Yu. Lermontov gives his answer to the question of Pechorin's tragedy in the very title of the novel: "A Hero of Our Time." On the one hand, the name speaks of the typicality of this character for the 30s of the XIX century, and on the other hand, it indicates that Pechorin is a product of his time. Lermontov makes us understand that the tragedy of Pechorin lies in the lack of demand for time for his mind, talents and thirst for activity.

“A Hero of Our Time” is one of the most significant works Russian classical literature, and Pechorin is one of the brightest and most memorable images. Pechorin's personality is ambiguous and can be perceived from different points of view, cause dislike or sympathy. But in any case, the tragedy cannot be denied this image.
Pechorin is a man torn apart by contradictions, indulging in constant introspection, not understood by those around him and does not understand them. In some ways, he is akin to Eugene Onegin. He, too, did not see any sense in his existence and set himself apart from society.
Lermontov gives very detailed description appearance of Pechorin, which allows you to deeper reveal his character. The appearance of the main character is written very lovingly, with great care. This allows you to see Pechorin as in reality. His appearance immediately makes an impression. Even such seemingly insignificant features as dark eyebrows and mustaches with light hair speak of originality, contradiction and at the same time - aristocracy. Pechorin's eyes never laugh and shine with a cold steel sheen. Just a few phrases, but how much it says!
The appearance of the protagonist is described only in the second chapter and complements what we already know about him. The first chapter is devoted to the history of Pechorin's fleeting hobby and the tragic death of a young woman kidnapped by him. Everything ends sadly, but I must admit that Pechorin did not strive for this and did not know that it would be so. He sincerely wanted to make Bela happy. However, another disappointment befell him. He simply cannot have lasting feelings. They are replaced by boredom - his eternal enemy. Whatever Pechorin does, it is done from the desire to occupy himself with something. But already nothing brings satisfaction.
The reader begins to understand what kind of person is in front of him. Pechorin is bored with life, he is constantly looking for the acuity of sensations, does not find and suffers from this. He is ready to risk everything for the sake of fulfilling his own whim. At the same time, he casually destroys everyone who meets him on the way. Here again it is appropriate to draw a parallel with Onegin, who also wanted pleasure from life, but received only boredom. Both heroes did not reckon with human feelings, since they perceived those around them not as living beings with their thoughts and emotions, but rather as interesting objects for observation.
The duality of Pechorin's personality lies in the fact that initially he is overwhelmed by the best intentions and undertakings, but, in the end, he is disappointed and turns away from people. It happened with Bela, whom he became interested in, kidnapped, and then began to feel weary about her. With Maxim Maksimych, with whom he maintained warm relations for as long as needed, and then coldly turned his back on his old friend. With Mary, whom he made to fall in love with himself out of pure selfishness. With Grushnitsky, young and enthusiastic, whom he killed as if he had done something ordinary.
The trouble is that Pechorin perfectly understands how he makes others suffer. He analyzes his behavior coldly, judiciously. Why does he seek the love of a hard-to-reach woman? Yes, simply because he is attracted by the severity of the task. He is completely uninterested in a woman who already loves him and is ready for anything.
For some reason, Pechorin is inclined to blame society for his shortcomings. He says that those around him read signs of "bad qualities" on his face. That is why, according to Pechorin, he began to possess them. It never occurs to him to blame himself. It is interesting that Pechorin can really assess himself fairly objectively. He constantly analyzes his own thoughts and experiences. And he does it with some kind of scientific interest, as if conducting an experiment on himself.
Pechorin, rotating in society, stands outside it. He observes people from the outside, as well as himself. He is only a witness to life, but not a participant in it. He is trying to find at least some meaning in his existence. But there is no sense, there is no Goal to strive for. And Pechorin comes to the bitter conclusion that his only purpose on earth is to destroy other people's hopes. All these sad thoughts lead Pechorin to the fact that he becomes indifferent even to his own death. The world in which he lives is disgusted. There is nothing that would bind to the ground, there is no person who would understand the throwing of this strange soul. Yes, there were people who loved Pechorin. He knew how to make an impression, was interesting, sarcastic, refined. In addition, he had a spectacular appearance, which could not remain unnoticed by women. But despite everyone's attention, there was no one who understood him. And this consciousness was hard for Pechorin.
No dreams, no desires, no feelings, no plans for the future - Pechorin had nothing, not a single thread of those that bind people to this world. But there was a complete and clear awareness of their worthlessness.
Pechorin can only regret it. After all, a person's life on earth is short and everyone wants to know as many joys as possible. But Pechorin did not succeed. He looked for these joys, but could not find, because he did not know how to feel them. This is not only his tragedy. This is the trouble of the entire era. After all, Lermontov himself said that Pechorin is just a portrait, "made up of the vices of our entire generation."
We can only hope that there are very few people in the world for whom life is just as empty and meaningless. And Pechorin is just a vivid literary image.

In the novel "A Hero of Our Time" Lermontov introduces the reader to the image of a person who has absorbed the most characteristic qualities of the generation of the 30s of the XIX century. The novel deals with the problem “ extra person"On the example of the main character, Pechorina.
Pechorin is a very difficult and contradictory person. His life bears the imprint of a tragedy. This is both the tragedy of a person rejected by society, and the tragedy of a crippled soul. What is this tragedy and what are its origins and causes?
Pechorin is placed in conditions in which his extraordinary personality cannot fully reveal himself and express himself, and therefore is forced to waste his strength on unnecessary small intrigues, bringing people only misfortune. Pechorin is forced to play the role of an egoist, that is, to be “unwillingly selfish”, and to suffer because of this himself.
This is the tragedy of the hero.
Pechorin stands out from the general mass of the people around him. He is smart, straightforward and perceptive. Lie and pretense, hypocrisy and cowardice are alien to him. He is not satisfied with an empty and monotonous existence in pursuit of petty, insignificant interests. Pechorin does not want to go with the flow with everyone. With his intelligence and strength of character, he is capable of the most decisive and daring actions. If he directed his activities towards good, lofty goals, he could achieve a lot. But fate and life ordered differently. As a result, Pechorin appears before us as an egoist who lives in the world in order to dispel his boredom at the expense of the misfortunes of others. He lives not with his heart, but with his mind. His soul is half dead. “I have become a moral cripple,” Pechorin confesses to Princess Mary. Pechorin is full of contempt and hatred for people. He loves to study the psychology of people in various situations, not empathizing or sympathizing, but completely indifferent. Pechorin brings nothing but misfortune to those around him. It is his fault that smugglers suffer, Bela dies, the life of Vera and Princess Mary is destroyed, Grushnitsky dies. “I played the role of an ax in the hands of fate,” Pechorin writes in his diary. What prompted the hero to act cruel, selfish? Most likely a desire to dispel boredom. Pechorin did not think that behind his every unbridled act there was a living person with a soul and heart, with his own feelings and desires. Pechorin did everything for himself and nothing for others. “I look at the sufferings and joys of others only in relation to myself,” Pechorin admits. Here is how he explains his actions in relation to Princess Mary: "... There is an immense pleasure in the possession of a young, barely blossoming soul ... I feel this insatiable greed in me." It is not for nothing that Princess Mary thinks Pechorin is worse than a murderer.
What made the hero so? Possessing outstanding qualities, Pechorin from childhood stood out from the crowd of peers, friends and other people. He put himself above others, and society put him below. Society does not tolerate those who are not like everyone else, it cannot come to terms with the existence of an extraordinary, somehow outstanding personality. And yet people did not manage to bring Pechorin under their average level, but managed to cripple his soul. Pechorin became secretive, envious, rancorous. "And then despair was born in my chest - not that despair that is treated with the barrel of a gun, but cold, powerless despair, covered with courtesy and a good-natured smile."
Using Pechorin as an example, Lermontov shows the inevitable conflict between a thinking person and society, the confrontation between a strong personality and a gray, faceless crowd, the problem of an “extra person”.
But is it possible to unambiguously call the hero a cruel egoist.
"... If I am the cause of the misfortune of others, then I myself am no less unhappy! .. I ... am very deserving of regret," Pechorin believes. Indeed, torturing others, Pechorin himself suffers no less. If he is an egoist, then a suffering egoist. Genuine human feelings have not completely died in him. An example is the attitude towards Faith. Indeed, his feelings for this woman are genuine. Pechorin, in essence, is a deeply unhappy person. He is lonely and incomprehensible.
People shun him, feeling some kind of unkind power in him. Pechorin lives without a goal, without aspirations, wasting himself on empty intrigues, unnecessary passions. But despite this, his heart is still able to love, his soul - to feel, and his eyes - to cry. At the end of the chapter "Princess Mary" we see Pechorin crying like a child. We see an unhappy, lonely person who has not found his place in life, repents of his actions, a person who causes pity and compassion.
The image of Pechorin - tragic image thinking strong man... Pechorin is a child of his time, in him Lermontov concentrated the main typical vices of his generation, namely: boredom, individualism, contempt. Lermontov portrayed a person who is in a struggle with society and with himself and the tragedy of this person.

This meeting in the assembly of the nobility was unexpected for me. Count T., who had recently arrived from Persia, stopped me in the gallery by the railing while admiring the couples dancing the polka. The count bowed and apologized for a few minutes to talk, hinting at my book.
I’m really tired of these conversations. All winter I fought off critics who, as one, insisted that it was almost immoral to deal with the characters I described, and such "heroes" were not typical for our society. But I told about Mr. Pechorin everything that decency allowed. And even more so. In fact, I already doubted whether anyone other than me was interested in this "history of the human soul", whether it intrigued at least by the fact that it was truthfully written by an outside observer.
Obviously, thoughts were reflected on my face, and the count hastened to calm me down:
- I had the honor to meet with Mr. Pechorin and even was with him in the last minutes of his life ...
I did not expect such a turn, and therefore expressed a sincere interest in the topic of the conversation, which completely satisfied the count.
- Let's step aside. I think I won't take your time.
- Be calm. I would love to hear any testimony of this kind. Moreover, I have no reliable information about his last hours of life.
We moved away from the balustrade that encloses the upper gallery from the pretentious hall erected by the genius of Jacot. The dancing continued there, but I lost all interest in them.
We sat on a small sofa upholstered in red velvet in a corner where the music is not so audible.

It turned out that the count had come to Petersburg from Persia in the spring on an important diplomatic matter. Directed personally by His Excellency Plenipotentiary Minister Alexander Osipovich [Dyugamel], the Count was bringing important news. He met Pechorin twice: in Baku, a district town in the Shemakha province, and on the way to Derbent.

“In the Baku commandant's office I was sent to the only hotel in the city where I was to spend the night. In addition, several Cossacks were assigned to accompany me. I was notified, the Chechens were noticed here, which has never happened before. The Highlanders clearly appeared here recently, but for what purposes it is completely unclear.
On the way, in front of Baku itself, something happened to my crew, we barely limped to the city. In the morning it turned out that the dormitory, in which I needed to continue my journey, could not be repaired.
I went out into the street with annoyance and then saw an elegant, but broad-shouldered gentleman in a particular dress. He looked not quite healthy: he was pale. And he was clearly obsessed with spleen. He saw me, held his gaze and walked over with a lazy gait. We met.
It turned out that Pechorin - that was the name of the stranger - was also traveling from Persia, where he was on his own business. He has been in Baku for the second day already, and he is terribly tired of this town with a strange amber. He hoped to see the antiquities he had heard of. But both the palace mosque and the rest were in a deplorable state. Obviously, Russian rule in the north of Persia did not contribute to the development of this region.
I objected to Pechorin that so far this province is a border area. Moreover, it was cut off from Russia by the rebellious highlanders of Shamil. But in the future, even this city can be very transformed. My interlocutor only grinned skeptically into his mustache.
Chatting like this, we walked to a huge puddle near the police station. She reminded me of the story of Mr. Gogol, to which Pechorin sarcastically told how the pigs had dug this very entrance of the police department and about the lawsuit between it and the owner of the pigs, an Orthodox priest.
I was very amused by this anecdote. However, it was time to return to the hotel.
There, unpleasant news awaited me: the dormez was still being repaired, that they had sent for another blacksmith, that ... In general, the news turned out to be unimportant to me. And I was in a hurry for state necessity to Cuba. Not to ride a cart!
Mr. Pechorin immediately offered me his crew. I, of course, could not agree with this, but he insisted. I liked his sense of responsibility, but he reassured me:
- It will be for you, Count. I do not expect to leave until tomorrow, as there is one important meeting awaiting me tonight. You need to hurry.
He was well aware of our diplomatic efforts to keep Persia from interfering in the Caucasian conflict. The highlanders were zealously incited by the Ottoman Empire on the riots, which Mohammed Shah could take advantage of. The British also entered the movement, providing money and weapons to the Persians and even sending their military advisers. Their attempts have been justified so far. Mohammed Shah retreated from Herat, and an English squadron was stationed in the Persian Gulf for greater persuasiveness.
Pechorin and I agreed that we would meet in Derbent, where we would again exchange crews. And I left immediately. In Cuba, I had to stay for a day, and in the afternoon the next day I set off further with my Cossacks.
The road from Baku to Derbent forks after Shabran and converges at the Kusar-chai river. Obviously, Pechorin drove along a short path, bypassing Cuba. Otherwise I would have met him. At the crossing of the Samur River, I noticed a small detachment of Russian soldiers, commanded by a young officer. Local Tatars and Russian settlers also stood there.
I ordered to stop and left. The officer immediately went to me and introduced himself.
- What happened here?
- They attacked the diplomat's dormouse.
And the officer said that the Chechens were guilty of the attack. Nobody knows where they came from. They were beaten off, one was captured and even interrogated. It turns out they were waiting in ambush important official from Persia. However, an officer rode in the carriage, who offered them serious resistance. And then our squad arrived in time.
- Were there any losses?
- The officer was seriously wounded, he was taken to Derbent. Not more than half an hour ago.
And then I realized that our carriage exchange with Pechorin had done him a disservice. I ordered to start immediately, and soon we caught up with the dormez, which I recognized immediately.
Pechorin was very bad: a bullet hit him in the stomach. But he was conscious. He was reclining in bandages through which blood was showing. The orderly was holding him in his arms. Seeing me, Pechorin smiled. I moved to him, and then we drove all together. It was difficult for him to speak, he did not moan, but simply endured, closing his eyes. And suddenly he said:
- So that's why rock took the hand of death away from me earlier! To protect you from the bullet and allow you to carry out your order ...
“Try to talk less,” I tried to reason with him. But he apparently had a presentiment of an imminent death and all the time he was muttering something indistinct.
“You know, your excellency,” Pechorin suddenly said, “all my attempts to resist fate for some reason only brought trouble to others. You are a lucky exception. That's why I tried not to make friends and to be restrained with women. Although ... - he winced in pain, - there is one person to whom I am really attached ...
He paused, rested.
“But I just had to push him away. However, I have done this before, but that time I managed to do it with great difficulty ... I cannot understand ... It is not at all thoughts of the eternal that creep into my head ...
It was strange for me then to hear these revelations. Dormez rode unhurriedly and gently, although it brought Pechorin, if not suffering, then obvious inconvenience. At some point, he suddenly fell silent, got up, looked out the window to the west at the mountains and died. "

The count ended this sad tale:
- In St. Petersburg I came across a book that was published with your participation. And only then did I understand who Pechorin had in mind. Is it not Maksim Maksimovich?
I could not find what to answer. We were silent. I had no questions left. My prototype literary hero died without dropping his honor, and this is the main thing. I didn't know what to do. On the one hand, I was grateful to the count for this story. On the other hand, knowledge of the last days of Pechorin's life could not add anything to the opinion that I had for him.
- It turned out that it was I who closed the eyes of the hero of our time ... - the count muttered, and I was surprised to notice tears on his cheeks, which he was trying to hide. I didn’t fully understand his condition, but I didn’t show it.
We were still silent. Then, finding that the conversation was over, I thanked the count, and we bowed.

The ball continued the francaise; announced the second figure. But I sat on the sofa and thought about the strange fate of Pechorin. He walked through life inertie like a somnabul. It is impossible to explain this somehow, I thought, if you do not take into account the mores of the society in which he was brought up and was forced to live. Probably, the count closed his eyes not so much to my hero, but ... We, in fact, continue to exist in the same way as he did, not particularly trying, like a sloppy batman, to polish the tops of dirty boots. Perhaps in a hundred years we will die completely. What will be born in return? Is there anything worse than us?
I threw these thoughts away and went down to the hall, where immediately, having found a lady for a couple, I joined the whirlpool of a gallop. It was fun.

"A Hero of Our Time" is read in one breath. The life of an officer of the tsarist army, Grigory Pechorin, captivates with events seasoned with the character's mental anguish. The author created the image of a “superfluous person” in society who does not know in which direction to direct energy and vitality.

History of creation

The peculiarity of the novel "A Hero of Our Time" is that it opened the list psychological works in Russian literature. Mikhail Lermontov spent three years on the work - the story of a representative of a new generation was born from 1838 to 1940.

The idea came to the writer in exile in the Caucasus. The time of the Nikolaev reaction reigned, when, after the suppressed Decembrist uprising, intelligent youth got lost in search of the meaning of life, purpose, ways to use their abilities for the good of the Fatherland. Hence the title of the novel. Plus, Lermontov was an officer in the Russian army, walked the military paths of the Caucasus and managed to get closely acquainted with the life and customs of the local population. The restless character of Grigory Pechorin was revealed far from his homeland, surrounded by Chechens, Ossetians and Circassians.

The work was sent to the reader in the form of separate chapters in the journal Otechestvennye zapiski. Seeing the popularity of his literary work, Mikhail Yuryevich decided to combine the parts into a whole novel, which was published in two volumes in 1840.

Five stories with their own names make up a composition in which the chronological order is violated. First, Pechorina is presented to the readers by an officer of the tsarist army, close friend and boss Maxim Maksimych, and only then there is an opportunity to "personally" get acquainted with the emotional experiences of the protagonist through his diaries.

According to the writers, Lermontov, when creating the character's image, relied on the famous hero of his idol -. The great poet borrowed his surname from the calm Onega River, and Mikhail Yuryevich named the hero in honor of the stormy mountain Pechora. In general, it is believed that Pechorin is an "extended" version of Onegin. In their search for prototypes, the writers also stumbled upon an error in Lermontov's manuscript - in one place the author mistakenly named his character Eugene.

Biography and plot

Grigory Pechorin was born and raised in St. Petersburg. In his youth, he quickly abandoned the tedious study of sciences and struck a secular life with revelry and women. However, it quickly got bored. Then the hero decided to pay his debt to the Fatherland by going to serve in the army. For participating in a duel young man punished with real service, sent to the Caucasus in the active troops - this is the starting point of the narrative of the work.

In the first chapter, entitled "Bela," Maksim Maksimych tells an unknown listener a story that happened to Pechorin and revealed in him the nature of an egoist. The young officer even managed to get bored in the war - he was used to the whistle of bullets, and a remote village in the mountains was boring. With the help of the Circassian prince, the greedy and unbalanced Azamat, he first stole a horse, and then the daughter of the local prince Belu. Feelings for the young lady quickly cooled down, giving way to indifference. The thoughtless actions of the Russian officer led to a series of dramatic events, including the murder of the girl and her father.

The chapter "Taman" transports the reader into pre-army events, when Pechorin meets with a group of smugglers, falsely mistaking its members for people acting in the name of something great and valuable. But the hero was disappointed. In addition, Gregory comes to the conclusion that he brings only misfortune to the environment, and goes to Pyatigorsk to the healing waters.

Here Pechorin intersects with the past beloved Vera, who still feeds him tender feelings, a friend of the cadet Grushnitsky and Princess Mary Ligovskaya. Quiet life again did not work: Grigory won the princess's heart, but refused the girl, and then, due to a quarrel, fought a duel with Grushnitsky. For the murder of the cadet, the young man again ended up in exile, but now he was put to serve in the fortress, where he met Maxim Maksimych.

In the last chapter of the novel "Fatalist" Lermontov placed the hero in a Cossack village, where, while playing cards, the participants start a conversation about fate and predestination. Men are divided into two camps - some believe in the predestination of the events of life, others deny this theory. In a dispute with Lieutenant Vulich, Pechorin said that he saw the imprint of imminent death on the opponent's face. He tried to use the "Russian roulette" to prove his invulnerability, and indeed - the pistol misfired. However, on the same evening, Vulich died at the hands of a drunken Cossack.

Image

The hero of his time is unable to find a sphere of application of boundless young energy. Strength is spent on minor trifles and heartfelt dramas, neither from either of the society does not benefit. The tragedy of a personality, which is doomed to inertia and loneliness, is the ideological core of Lermontov's novel. The author explains:

"... like a portrait, but not of one person: this is a portrait made up of the vices of our entire generation, in their full development."

Since his youth, Gregory exists "for the sake of curiosity" and admits: "I have long been living not with my heart, but with my head." "Cold mind" pushes the character to actions that make everyone feel bad. He interferes in the affairs of the smugglers, plays with the feelings of Bela and Vera, takes revenge. All this brings continuous disappointment and spiritual devastation. He despises the high society in which he was born and raised, but it is his idol that becomes after the victory in a duel over Grushevsky. And this turn of events is even more depressing for Gregory.

The characteristic of Pechorin's appearance conveys his inner qualities. Mikhail Yurievich drew an aristocrat with pale skin and thin fingers. When walking, the hero does not wave his arms, which speaks of a closed nature, and while laughing, the eyes are devoid of a cheerful spark - by this the author tried to convey a character prone to analysis and drama. Moreover, even the age of Grigory Alexandrovich is not clear: he looks like he is 26, but in fact the hero celebrated his 30th birthday.

Screen adaptations

The star of "A Hero of Our Time" lit up in cinema in 1927 - director Vladimir Barsky shot a trilogy of black-and-white silent films, where actor Nikolai Prozorovsky played the role of Pechorin.

Once again, they recalled Lermontov's work in 1955: Isidor Annensky presented the audience with the film "Princess Mary", in which Anatoly Verbitsky got used to the image of a restless young man.

After 10 years, he appeared in the image of Pechorin. All these films did not receive recognition from critics, who considered that the directors did not sufficiently reveal the character of Lermontov's character.

And the next film adaptations turned out to be successful. These are the 1975 television performance "Pechorin's Magazine Page" (in the title role) and the 2006 series "Hero of Our Time" ().

Grigory Pechorin also appears in Lermontov's unfinished novel Princess Ligovskaya, but here the hero is not a Petersburger, but a Muscovite.

The script for the series, which was released on television in 2006, was written by Irakli Kvirikadze. The work is close to the textbook primary source, but the main difference is that the chronology of actions is observed. That is, the chapters are rearranged. The picture begins with the events described by the classic of literature in the part "Taman", followed by the chapter "Princess Mary".

Quotes

“Of two friends, one is always a slave of the other, although often neither of them admits it to himself. I am stupidly created: I forget nothing - nothing! "

"Women only love those they don't know."

"What began in an extraordinary way must end in the same way."

"We must give justice to women: they have the instinct of mental beauty."

“To be the cause of suffering and joy for someone without having any positive right to do so — isn't this the sweetest food of our pride? What is happiness? Saturated pride. "

“This has been my fate since childhood. Everyone read on my face the signs of bad feelings that were not there; but they were supposed - and they were born. I was modest - I was accused of cunning: I became secretive. I deeply felt good and evil; no one caressed me, everyone insulted me: I became vindictive; I was gloomy - other children are cheerful and talkative; I felt superior to them - they put me lower. I became envious. I was ready to love the whole world - no one understood me: and I learned to hate. My colorless youth proceeded in a struggle with myself and the light. "

"My love did not bring happiness to anyone, because I did not sacrifice anything for those whom I loved."

“Tomorrow she will want to reward me. I already know all this by heart - that's what is boring! "

And his generations (based on the novel by M. Yu. Lermontov "A Hero of Our Time")

The novel "A Hero of Our Time" can hardly be attributed to instructive and edifying literature. Rather, it arouses interest in that the author asks philosophical questions, but does not answer them himself, giving the reader the opportunity to decide for himself what is true and what is not. The main character the novel, on the one hand, is the focus of "the vices of the entire generation in their full development," and on the other, a person who, in many respects, stands a step higher than most representatives of the generation of young people of that time. That is why Pechorin is lonely. He is looking for a person who could somehow oppose him, understand him.

Pechorin was an aristocrat by birth, received a secular upbringing. Coming out of the care of his relatives, he "set off into the big world" and "began to enjoy all the pleasures madly." The frivolous life of the Aris Tokrat soon became sick of him, and reading books, like Onegin, got bored. After the "outburst of history in St. Petersburg," Pechorin was exiled to the Caucasus.

Drawing the appearance of his hero, the author emphasizes with a few strokes his aristocratic origin: “pale, noble forehead”, “small aristocratic hand”, “dazzlingly pure white”. Pechorin is a physically strong and hardy person: “broad shoulders proved a strong build, capable of enduring all the difficulties of nomadic life ... invincible or debauchery metropolitan life, nor spiritual storms ". In the portrait of the hero, internal qualities are also reflected: contradiction and secrecy. Is it not surprising that, "despite the light color of his hair, his mustache and eyebrows are black"? His eyes did not laugh when he laughed.

“Born for a lofty goal,” he is forced to live in agonizing inaction or to waste his energy on actions that are unworthy of a real person. Even sharp adventures cannot satisfy him. Love only brings disappointment and grief. He causes grief to those around him, and this deepens his suffering. Remember the fate of Bela, Grushnitsky, Princess Mary and Vera, Maxim Maksimych.

Pechorin is trying to put the people around him on the same level with himself. But they do not stand up to such comparisons: the generation is simply not ready, not capable of any changes, and all the dark human sides are revealed. Testing people, the hero sees their baseness, their inability to do noble deeds, and this oppresses him and destroys his soul. Pechorin, who deeply believes in a person, studies him and, not finding support for his faith, suffers. This is a person who has not found a lofty goal for himself. Precisely high, because such strong, strong-willed natures do not attract ordinary everyday goals. The only thing he mastered was the ability to see through people. And he wants to change this world. Pechorin sees the path to perfection in "communicating with suffering." Everyone who meets him is subjected to a harsh, uncompromising test.

Pechorin not only makes people rise higher in spiritual development, but also tries to understand himself. He is looking for the ideal of purity, nobility, spiritual beauty. Perhaps this ideal is embedded in Bela? Alas. Disappointment again. The girl could not rise above the servile love for Pechorin. Pechorin appears as an egoist, thinking only about his feelings - Bela quickly bored him, love dried up. Nevertheless, the death of the girl deeply wounded the hero, changed his life. Probably, he no longer kept entries in a diary and hardly fell in love with anyone else.

Gradually, we begin to understand Pechorin's tricks, we see how different he is from the rest of the heroes, how deep his feelings are. The image of Pechorin is presented most widely through the perception of other people: Maksim Maksimych, Princess Mary, etc. Pechorin and Maksim Maksimych do not have mutual understanding. Between them there is not and cannot be a true feeling of attachment. Friendship between them is impossible due to the limitations of one and the doom to loneliness of the other. If everything that passed is sweet for Maksim Maksimych, then for Pechorin it is painful. Pecho-rin leaves, realizing that the conversation will not bring them closer, but, on the contrary, will intensify the bitterness that has not yet subsided.

But not all representatives of the Pechorin, and therefore Lermontov, generation have lost the ability to feel, not all have become gray and immoral. Pechorin awakened the soul of Princess Mary, who could fade away because of Grushnitsky's facelessness. The girl fell in love with Pechorin, but he does not accept her feelings, not wanting to deceive. He cannot and does not want to live quietly, calmly, content with peaceful joys. Here once again Pechorin's selfishness manifested itself, leaving Mary alone with a soulless society. But this girl will never fall in love with the self-righteous dandy being drawn.

In a socially close circle, Pechorin is not loved, and some simply hate. They feel his superiority and their inability to resist him. Society hides its depravity and deceit. But all the tricks to disguise themselves are in vain: Pechorin sees the falsity of the same Grushnitsky, a frivolous and dishonorable man. Pechorin is testing him too, hoping that there, in the depths of his soul, there is at least a drop of honesty and nobility. But Grushnitsky could not overcome his petty pride. That is why Pechorin is so cruel in a duel. Rejection of society painfully wounds Pechorin. He does not strive for enmity, tries to enter the circle of people close to him in social status. But they cannot understand Lermontov's hero, just like others who do not belong to this circle. But everyone who nevertheless turned out to be closer to Pecho-rin leaves his life. Of these, Werner is too naive, although the egocentrism of Pechorin, who does not recognize friendship, played an important role in their relationship. They did not become friends. By the will of fate, he remains without Vera. Pechorin's only "worthy interlocutor" is his diary. With him, he can be completely frank, not hide his vices and merits. At the end of the book, the hero enters into a struggle not with people, but with fate itself. And he comes out victorious, thanks to courage, will and thirst for the unknown.

However, along with the wealth of mental strength and talent of the hero, Lermontov reveals in Pechorin such qualities that sharply reduce his image. Pechorin is a cold egoist, he is indifferent to the suffering of others. But the author's most serious accusation against Pechorin is that his hero lacks life goal... Thinking about the question of the purpose of his life, he wrote in the "journal": "And, it is true, it existed and, it is true, I had a high assignment, because I feel immense strength in my soul."

At all times, the attitude towards Pechorin was not unambiguous. Some saw, others did not see in him a "hero of the time." But there is a certain mystery hidden in this image. Pechorin cannot be predicted or comprehended. Its distinctive feature is that, understanding the nothingness of the surrounding world, he does not humble himself, but fights, seeks. Loneliness makes him a colorless person, like the rest. There are many negative traits: he is cruel, selfish, unmerciful to people. But at the same time (which is important!) Does not judge anyone, but gives everyone the opportunity to open their souls, to show good qualities. But if this does not happen, then he is merciless.

Pechorins are rare. Not everyone can look at the world soberly, appreciate it and ... not accept it as it is. Not to accept all the evil, cruelty, heartlessness and other vices of humanity. Not many can rise up, fight and seek. Not everyone is given this.

The tragedy of Pechorin is that he could not realize his spiritual and physical strength, his life is wasted.

Analyzing the image of Pechorin, V. G. Belinsky said: “This is Onegin of our time, a hero of our time. Their dissimilarity is much less than the distance between Onego and Pechora. " Onegin is a reflection of the era of the 20s, the era of the Decembrists; Pecho-rin is the hero of the third decade of the "cruel century". Both of them are thinking intellectuals of their time. But Pechorin lived in a difficult era of social oppression and inaction, and Onegin - in a period of social revival and could be a Decembrist. Pechorin did not have this opportunity. Therefore, Belinsky says: "Onegin is bored, but Pechorin is suffering."