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The burnt-out dreams of Soviet utopianisim manifested in the alcoholic Aleksey.

Cargo 200 is a grim alegorical disection of the breakdown of the Soviet state. Bleak and moving, it avoids satirical indulgences and leaves you carrying a poison pill that takes a week to disolve.

Who can you trust? An alcoholic new-market entrepreneur? A psychopathic policeman? Prepare for the dead, the Cargo 200 has arrived.