Vladimir Pozner presented his new book. Answering a question from a Business FM journalist, he commented on the refusal of Western leaders to come to Russia to celebrate the 70th anniversary of the Victory
TV presenter Vladimir Pozner. Photo: Maxim Novikov/TASS
Vladimir Pozner presented his second book, entitled “Confrontation”. It contains the most interesting, in the author’s opinion, interviews from 2010-2013 with Posner’s comments about the impressions his interlocutors made on him.
The famous journalist and TV presenter answered questions from those who came to the presentation, including a question from Business FM about whether he agreed with Vladimir Putin, who expressed outrage at the “cynical lies” about the Great Patriotic War, and spoke about his new book.
Vladimir Pozner: This is a transcript of an interview with one or another guest of the program and my thoughts about this person, about the interview itself. That's the whole book. I also said about the first one that it seemed to me, when they offered me this, that it would be quite simple: what about the interviews that I did, but then it turned out that, firstly, it was difficult to choose, but the most difficult thing was, then write about these people, because when you interview, you don’t think about what kind of person he is, what he is. You ask questions, you listen to his answers and you are not busy thinking. And then you re-read it, it’s not at all the same when you hear it or when you watch it. These are completely different sensations.
Of the cohort of people you interviewed, who made the most vivid impression on you with a plus sign and, conversely, with a minus sign?
Vladimir Pozner: It’s just easier with a minus sign. Perhaps, with a minus sign, Mrs. Yarovaya made the greatest impression on me, in terms of her level of malice, intractability, unwillingness to listen, and, in my opinion, unprincipledness. I did not include it in the book, because this is the case when reading it does not give the same impression as when you watch it. No facial expression, no all this.
The other day, Vladimir Putin, at a meeting of the organizing committee for celebrating the 70th anniversary of the Victory, said that “the flow of cynical lies and falsifications about the Great Patriotic War has acquired an unprecedented character.” Please tell me, do you agree with this statement?
Vladimir Pozner: I came across the fact that some people in America still generally believe that the Soviet Union fought on the side of Germany. Or such amazing people appear as the Minister of Culture of Poland - a man who graduated from the Faculty of History, who personally claimed that the concentration camp in Auschwitz was liberated by Ukrainians because it was liberated by the First Ukrainian Front. Unfortunately, politics gives this coloring; the 70th anniversary of the Victory will be celebrated without the presence of the leaders of many countries. Hollande, Merkel, Obama, Cameron will not come. It is presented as if they cannot come to a country that is committing aggression against Ukraine. In fact, what is happening in Ukraine is one thing, but the 70th anniversary of the Victory is another. So, if you don’t go into details, then yes, he’s right. This is indeed true; the role of the Soviet Union is denied, the role, of course, the main one.
President Vladimir Putin, at a meeting of the organizing committee for the celebration of the 70th anniversary of the Victory, called attempts to distort and reinterpret the events of World War II an outright lie. According to the president, these attempts are aimed at depriving Russia of the status of a victorious country, dividing and quarreling peoples, and using historical speculation in geopolitical games.
Vladimir Vladimirovich Pozner is one of the most famous TV presenters in the Russian Federation. He is known all over the world. The world's most eminent citizens listen to his opinion.
In the early 90s, a man began to conduct teleconferences between America and the Russian Federation. These television programs gathered large numbers of people on both sides of the ocean in front of their television screens.
The personal life of a popular TV presenter takes place in front of the public. He was married three times. The last marriage continues to this day. Vladimir Pozner maintained good relations with his former spouses.
Height, weight, age. How old is Vladimir Pozner
At the beginning of the new millennium, a man began conducting a live teleconference between Russia and the United States of America. After that, general information about him appeared on the website of the main TV channel, including his height, weight, and age. How old Vladimir Pozner is is no secret. In October 2017, the TV presenter modestly celebrated his 83rd birthday.
Vladimir Pozner, whose photos in his youth and now are widely available on his Instagram page, looks great. With a height of 180 cm, the TV star looks stylish, young and attractive. It weighs about 80 kg. In his free time, the man actively plays sports.
Biography of Vladimir Pozner
Volodenka was born in the mid-30s of the last century. There was a feeling of war in the air. Father - Pozner Vladimir Alexandrovich was a Russian emigrant. Mother - Geraldine Lutten was a citizen of the French Republic. At the age of 3 months, after a quarrel between his parents, the boy leaves with his mother for the United States of America. At the age of 5, Vova returned to Paris again, as his mother and father officially registered their relationship and decided to settle in Europe. But the outbreak of war caused the Posners to flee to the New World, where their younger brother, Pavel, was born.
After the war, for political reasons, the family was forced to leave the States and settle in East Germany. In the early 50s of the last century, our hero’s family decided to move to the capital of the Soviet Union, where the biography of Vladimir Posner continued. The talented young man knew several languages well, so he began to translate. At this time he decided to become a literary critic. At the end of the 50s, the talented guy began to collaborate with the famous Soviet children's writer Samuil Yakovlevich Marshak.
In the mid-80s of the last century, our hero began to host popular television shows. After this, he begins to conduct direct teleconferences between the Soviet Union and America, but for this he had to go overseas.
After returning to the Russian Federation at the end of 1997, Vladimir Vladimirovich became the host of his own original television programs, which were invariably popular with the television audience.
In 2014, our hero becomes a member of the jury in the popular show program “Minute of Fame”. He judged fairly and impartially. One of the magazines published an article in which Vladimir Pozner spoke about the scandal at the “Minute of Fame”. It turned out that the TV presenter directly told one of the show’s participants that he had no talent, so he didn’t need to come to the show.
Currently, a new author’s program by Vladimir Vladimirovich Posner is being prepared for release, which will soon appear on the screens of the country.
Personal life of Vladimir Pozner
The personal life of Vladimir Pozner is hidden from the eyes of strangers. According to official data, the TV presenter was married three times. He lived with his first wife for only a short time. After the birth of their daughter, the marriage broke up. Posner officially adopted the son of his second wife. In his third marriage, the TV presenter is still happy.
In 2010, a number of media outlets published information that Vladimir Pozner was engaged in entrepreneurial activities. The diabetes pills his company allegedly produced were popular. But it turned out that on behalf of our hero, scammers were producing the pills.
Family of Vladimir Pozner
As mentioned earlier, the journalist was born in Paris. He holds American, Russian and French citizenship. Members of the Posner family live in these countries, as well as in Germany. He communicates with everyone, taking an active part in their fate.
The family of Vladimir Pozner came to the Union in the early 50s of the last century. The TV presenter built happy relationships twice before his current marriage. Our hero maintained normal relations with all his ex-wives. He is currently married to Nadezhda Solovyova, who supports her husband in everything. She helps him with the production of his original television programs.
Children of Vladimir Pozner
The first wife gave the journalist a daughter in the early 60s of the last century. She is now an adult. Vladimir communicates with the woman very often and gives advice in all endeavors.
The second wife was unable to give birth to children for the TV presenter. He adopted her son from her first marriage, who now knows very well that he is not our hero’s own. But this does not affect their relationship in any way.
The children of Vladimir Posner often call their star father. They are already adults and have their own children, grandchildren of a TV observer, who are very proud of their star grandfather.
Son of Vladimir Posner - Peter
After the wedding with his second wife, Posner began raising her son from his first marriage. The popular TV presenter established a good relationship with the child. A few years later, he officially adopted the boy.
The son of Vladimir Pozner, Peter, is a non-public person. After receiving his education, the young man settled in the capital, worked on television, wrote scripts for analytical programs. Since the 90s, he has been developing computer technologies and has his own company.
Peter is married, in which his only son was born - George, who is currently studying at one of the capital's universities.
Daughter of Vladimir Pozner - Ekaterina
For the first time, our hero became a father in the early 60s. They decided to name the girl Katenka. She studied music from a young age. After graduating from music school, Ekaterina continued her education at the Gnesing School, and then at the Conservatory.
In the late 70s, Vladimir Pozner’s daughter Ekaterina met a guy from Germany, whom she later married. The woman gave birth to a son and daughter who speak several languages well and work as German journalists.
Ekaterina is a pianist and composer. Her music can be heard in modern German films. A woman comes to the Russian Federation very rarely. The last time she was in Moscow was for her father’s 80th birthday.
The ex-wife of Vladimir Pozner - Valentina Chemberdzhi
The first time the young man fell in love was in the 50s. The meeting between Vladimir and Valentina took place in Marshak’s house. Soon the young people began to communicate frequently. They had many common topics of conversation, since they both studied philology, languages and literature.
At the end of the 50s of the last century, a marriage was registered in which the only daughter, Lenochka, was born. But after some time it became clear that the spouses were connected not by love, but by friendship. They soon broke up, maintaining friendly relations.
The ex-wife of Vladimir Pozner, Valentina Chemberdzhi, got married a second time after some time. In marriage, she became the mother of two more children. The woman currently lives in St. Petersburg.
The ex-wife of Vladimir Pozner - Ekaterina Orlova
Soon after breaking up with his first wife, Vladimir met a woman named Ekaterina. She worked as a journalist in one of the publishing houses where Posner came on business. Soon they began dating. The young man began to communicate with the woman’s son Petya.
In the mid-60s, Vladimir officially registered his marriage with Catherine. They lived in perfect harmony. Vladimir even officially adopted Peter.
At the end of the last millennium, a split occurred in the family, leading to the divorce of the spouses. The ex-wife of Vladimir Pozner, Ekaterina Orlova, recently died. The ex-husband helped organize her funeral. The woman is laid to rest in one of the capital's cemeteries.
Vladimir Pozner's wife - Nadezhda Solovyova
At the beginning of the new millennium, a popular TV presenter met a woman named Nadezhda. She was married to a famous film director. She has acted in films and TV series. After Nadezhda’s divorce, the lovers soon registered their marriage.
Currently, Vladimir Pozner’s wife, Nadezhda Solovyova, helps her husband in organizing his programs. A popular TV presenter helps his wife in raising her children from her ex-husband. Lovers appear together everywhere, relax and post joint photos on social networks.
Instagram and Wikipedia of Vladimir Pozner
Instagram and Wikipedia of Vladimir Pozner allow you to find out all the most detailed information about the popular TV presenter, which he and his third wife post.
Wikipedia contains all the information about the man, where our hero was born and raised, and how he ended up in the Soviet Union. Here you can find out all the detailed information about a man’s activities, his marriages and children.
On his Instagram page, the TV presenter posts joint photos with his wife, children and grandchildren. He openly talks about his political views on the situation in Ukraine, Syria and the USA. Article found on alabanza.ru
Parents
The famous television journalist and presenter Vladimir Vladimirovich Pozner was born on April 1, 1934 in the family of an emigrant from Russia, Vladimir Aleksandrovich Posner, and a French woman, Geraldine Lutens.The future television journalist was named after his father and baptized in the Cathedral of Notre Dame de Paris according to Catholic canons.
The childhood of Vladimir Pozner
At the age of three months, Volodya and his mother moved to the United States, where his grandmother and aunt lived. In America, Geraldine was able to get a job as an editor in the French branch of the film company Paramount Pictures. 
After 5 years, father Vladimir Alexandrovich was able to come to the USA. The parents formalized their relationship, and in the spring of 1939 the Posner family returned to France, where the father had a job.
War
In 1940, France was occupied by Nazi Germany. Vladimir and his parents were forced to return to America. Here in 1945 his younger brother Pavel was born.Father, Vladimir Alexandrovich maintained a good attitude towards the Motherland. Since 1943, he collaborated with Soviet intelligence, working as head of the Russian section of the cinematography department of the US War Department.
He applied for a passport to the Soviet consulate in New York. The chance to become a Soviet citizen arose thanks to personal achievements, roots (his father Alexander Pozner lived in Lithuania) and the Decree of the Supreme Soviet of the USSR, according to which citizens of the Union republics, as well as their adult children living abroad, received the right to Soviet citizenship.
Post-war years
After the war, relations between the USSR and the USA deteriorated. In 1948, increased FBI attention forced the Posner family to leave America. At first it was decided to go to France, but my father was banned from entering the country, citing information about his involvement in Soviet intelligence. 
Mother Geraldine Lutens could go to France with Vladimir and brother Pavel - she had French citizenship, and the children were included in her passport. However, she did not want to leave her husband.
The way out of the situation was unexpected: Vladimir Aleksandrovich Pozner received an invitation from the Soviet government to take a good post at Sovexportfilm. This organization was located in the Soviet part of Berlin. The Posner family lived in Germany for four years. Vladimir Jr. studied at a school for Soviet children.
In the spring of 1949, on the initiative of the Soviet leadership, the activities of all Soviet schools in Germany were curtailed. Vladimir had to continue his studies at a school for children of German political emigrants who once lived in the USSR, where he completed the 8th and 9th grades. Graduates were not given a matriculation certificate; children of political emigrants were sent to universities in the USSR even without this document.
Vladimir Pozner was in a different position; he needed a certificate, so he got a job at another school at the field post office. The young man received his education together with Soviet officers and sergeants, whom the war did not allow them to receive a secondary education. In 1951, Posner Jr. received a matriculation certificate.
Vladimir’s father finally received a Soviet passport in 1950 and at the end of 1952 he moved his family to Moscow.
Journalist career
In 1953, Vladimir Vladimirovich entered the biology and soil faculty of Moscow State University. After graduating from university, Posner was engaged in scientific and literary translations from English into Russian, which brought in considerable income. 
Samuil Yakovlevich Marshak liked the brilliant translations, and he invited Vladimir to be his literary secretary.
Later, Vladimir Vladimirovich worked as a commentator for the main editorial office of radio broadcasting in the USA and England at the USSR State Television and Radio Broadcasting Company, where he hosted his own radio program.
Working on television
In December 1985, Posner became the host of the Leningrad-Seattle teleconferences, and in December 1986, the Leningrad-Boston teleconference. Gradually, Vladimir became a popular political commentator for Central Television, but due to disputes with his superiors, he left the USSR State Television and Radio in 1991. 
In September 1991, the journalist was invited to the USA to broadcast a program live. Without hesitation, he agreed to the offer and left for America. For several years, Vladimir Vladimirovich co-hosted the program “Posner and Donahue” with Phil Donahue. Living in New York, the journalist visited Moscow monthly to record the programs “We”, “The Man in the Mask” and “If”. Two books by the journalist, “Farewell to Illusions” and “Witness,” were published in America.
In 1997, Posner returned to Moscow, where he continued to host his programs. Together with his wife, Vladimir Vladimirovich opened the “School of Television Masters” in Moscow.
From November 2000 to July 2008, Vladimir Vladimirovich hosted the political program “Times” on Channel One.
He was also a commentator for several seasons of King of the Ring. In 2008, the program “One-Storey America” was released with the participation of Ivan Urgant and Posner. Vladimir Vladimirovich was the president of the Russian Television Academy for many years.
Evening Urgant - guest Vladimir Pozner
Vladimir Pozner Awards
Vladimir Pozner was awarded the medal “For Labor Valor” for his work covering the Olympic Games in Moscow. He became a laureate of the USSR Union of Journalists award, and was president of the Academy of Russian Television in Moscow.Posner has a gold medal from the Society for a Better World. He was awarded the “Golden Gong” prize, “Best TV presenter” of the Mass Media Festival-94, a special jury prize of the “Velvet Season” television program festival, the “Golden Pen” prize of the Union of Journalists of Russia, and the Order of the Badge of Honor.
The Association of Foreign Correspondents awarded him the Dmitry Kholodov Prize for “Best Report on Russia.” The program “The Man in the Mask” became the winner of the National Television Competition “TEFI” in the “Talk Show” category, and the “Times” program won in the “Publicistic Program” category.
Vladimir Pozner - The Art of Interviewing
Business and hobbies of Vladimir Pozner
Posner, together with his brother Pavel, opened a French restaurant in Moscow, named after his mother “Geraldine”. 
Vladimir Pozner's sports hobbies include tennis and daily jogging.
The TV journalist collects mugs with the names of the cities he has visited - he has more than 300 of them. Vladimir Pozner also collects a collection of souvenir cars and turtles of various sizes.
Personal life of Vladimir Pozner
TV presenter Posner was married several times. His first wife, Valentina Chemberdzhi, gave birth to Posner’s daughter, Ekaterina. 
TV presenter Ekaterina Mikhailovna Orlova became the second wife of Vladimir Vladimirovich. She has a son, Peter Orlov, from her first marriage.
Vladimir Pozner is celebrating his anniversary. 70 years is a serious date, but in the case of Pozner, it seems that everyone is lying to the calendar: impetuous, elegant, lively, truly modern Vladimir Vladimirovich decisively does not fit into the framework of such a venerable age. And it is absolutely impossible to imagine that in his life it was the distant year 1934, and France, where he was born, and America, where the Pozner family fled to escape the Nazis... Irina PETROVSKAYA talked with Vladimir POSNER. - Vladimir Vladimirovich, your dad’s name was Vladimir Pozner, the same as yours. What was your mother's name? - Geraldine. My mother's maiden name is double - Dubois-Niboyer. That’s why I, like a normal baptized Catholic, have three names: Vladimir Gerald Dmitry Pozner. Vladimir - in honor of the pope. Gerald - in honor of his mother. And Dmitry - in honor of my father’s close friend Dmitry Volkov, who became my godfather. My father was 14 years old when his parents emigrated with him from Russia, first to Germany, and then to France. Dad worked in the Paris branch of the film company Metro Goldwyn Mayer, and my mother worked in the Paris branch of another American film company, Paramount. They met and as a result of this acquaintance, on April 1, 1934, on my mother’s birthday, I was born. They were not married, so I was born out of wedlock, which means I was a bastard. And soon my mother realized that, in principle, my father didn’t really want to get married and, moreover, he didn’t want me to be born - he didn’t want this responsibility. And she, being a proud, strong and independent person, decided that if so, then she was leaving. I was three months old, my mother took me under her arm and went to America, because her mother and younger sister Jacqueline, who married an American, lived there. We settled in New York, my mother continued to work for Paramount. And I grew up without thinking about why I didn’t have a dad, I don’t remember that it bothered me at all. My mother was clearly a monogamist, and my father undoubtedly took a walk. Until 1939, when his mother died. And they told me later that she made him promise that he would still return to Geraldine and to his son. He gave her his word because he loved his mother very much, and, besides, at some point, he probably realized that he also loved my mother very much. And so in 1939 he came for her. She was waiting for him. I remember this very well: it was summer, I lived at our friends’ dacha and was really waiting for my mother, whom I adored all my life. She always came for the weekend. And then she arrived, and at that time I was upstairs playing with some kind of boat, I couldn’t untie the rope and, since I have a bad character, I began to kick this boat with my feet and throw it out of anger. Mom appeared at that moment and said that there was some uncle down there who was very good at untying knots. I went down. Indeed, some uncle is sitting - “hello, hello.” He quickly untied the knot, thereby proving to me that I was just some kind of idiot, I said “thank you,” I wanted to go, and my mother suddenly said: “This is your dad.” I won’t say that my mother’s message made any impression on me, but since I remember it almost like a scene from a movie, it means it did. And soon we sailed back to France. 1939 A very “good” time to return! But they returned to Paris. Mom continued to work, dad worked. I was sent to kindergarten... - What language did you speak at home? - At home only in French, since my mother didn’t know Russian. In general, by the age of five I spoke French and English fluently. Then the war began. Dad joined the French army and was a machine gunner in a light bomber. So I saw very little of him. Well, such a strict uncle. Who is he? Why is he so strict? I'm not used to this. And he was such a bit of a tyrant at home. And you can say that until about six years old I generally grew up without a father, and it seems to me that this played a certain role in my life, because after all, character is formed by the age of 5-6, and I think that if If I had grown up with my father, he would most likely have suppressed me. And I grew up very independent. Mom never pressed, she treated the children completely differently - me and my younger brother Pavlik. I grew up as a privileged boy - Do you remember the war, how the Germans entered Paris? - And how! Under the Germans, I went to school, and the very first drama in my life happened when a German guard at the school gave me a bag of glass marbles. I came home, poured the balls onto the carpet and started chasing them. Mom came home from work, kissed me and asked: “Where did you get the balls?” I say: “Well, a German soldier gave it to me.” She slapped me in the face: “You don’t dare take from the Germans!” Mom never laid a finger on me in her life, she was always very gentle, and then K-A-AK fucked me! I even feel it right now... I'm just dumbfounded! And without explanation! "Don't you dare!" This was the first case of such anti-fascist training. The second incident occurred in the subway. And then in France there were first and second class metro cars. The first is only for Germans, and the second is for French. And here my mother and I are traveling in a second-class carriage, and for some reason a German is sitting here. A pregnant woman enters. He stands up: “Please sit down.” She looks past him, does not see or hear. The whole carriage froze. He repeats: “Please sit down.” She looks as if he is not there. And at the next stop, he jumped out of the car cursing, and the whole car burst into applause. That was the lesson. And the last lesson, the most cruel, I learned when I was sent to Biarritz to stay with my parents’ friend Marguerite. It was in the summer, closer to autumn. Opposite her house there was a hospital, and there recovering German soldiers and officers were kicking a ball, and I was sitting on the windowsill and “sick.” Suddenly she takes me by the ear with such steely fingers, yanks me off the windowsill and says: “You don’t dare look at the Germans.” Then he declares that he is depriving me of dinner and sending me to bed early. And I'm 6 years old, by the way. Okay, I sent it. She woke me up at about 3 am and said: “Get dressed.” I got dressed. Dark, gloomy, dank. We went outside and walked towards the ocean. And there are more and more people, more and more. Finally we approach the embankment: a cloud of people. She pushes with me straight to the parapet. We're standing. And silence. I don’t understand what’s happening. But I don't ask. Already trained. Then there was noise throughout the crowd. And suddenly a corpse floats out. Then the second one. In general, only five. It turns out that these are German officers who went swimming during the day. They were warned that there was an insidious current here, but they are a superior race, what do they care about the current? Well, they drowned. And the whole city knows that at certain times the current brings drowned people. And the whole city came out! Look at the German corpses. They looked and quietly everyone left. And so we go home, and Margarit says to me: “You can look at such Germans.” Nothing wrong, right? And then I had to run. Because dad is not only a Jew, he is also a Russian Jew, he is also a pro-Soviet Jew, a communist Jew, and even without citizenship, since he did not want to take any citizenship, he was a Soviet patriot. In short, they fled. First, to the south, to Marseille, to the unoccupied, or so-called free, zone, and then they also fled from Marseille, giving a bribe to the Gestapo and taking with them a girl of about 18, a Jew, whose parents gave us money for a bribe, because they My parents didn’t have money. I was told: “Keep in mind, this is your nanny.” And I understood perfectly well that this was no nanny, but I didn’t ask any questions. Apparently, war quickly makes a person an adult. We arrived in Portugal through Spain, then boarded a ship, as I remember now, it was called "Sibone", and sailed to America. And there I committed my first masculine act, on this ship. My mother had this blue silk bow tie with white polka dots and a red piping. She loved this bow very much, but one day she lost it. And somehow I walk along the deck and see a boy holding his mother’s tie in his hands. I tell him: “Well, give it back, this is my mother’s tie.” And he told me: “I found it, I won’t give it to anyone.” I almost killed him. He was bigger and stronger than me, but the knightly spirit awoke in me to such an extent that no one could have stopped me. Of course, I beat him, took his tie and brought it to my mother. And I remember with what pride I presented it and how happy she was. It was a tremendous happiness for me that she laughed, stroked me on the head and said: “You are my knight.” Then there was America. NY. Mom no longer worked, and dad worked in cinema, dubbing and then distributing Metro Goldwyn Mayer films. He was a major organizer and was well known in world cinema. I earned good money, I grew up as a privileged boy, although everything was strict at home. But we just lived in wonderful conditions, I went to an amazing school, and to this day I believe that this school played a very big role in who I became. Purely human. I really wanted to go to the USSR - Did you know what was happening in the Soviet Union? Did your father, being a Soviet patriot, somehow incite you towards your historical homeland? “Dad bought an outline map of the European part of the Soviet Union, pinned it to the large closet door and drew with a black pencil the advance of the Germans, telling me: “You see, they are approaching Moscow, Leningrad, but remember: they will never take them, they will never win.” ". I asked: “Why won’t they win?” He said: “This is a country of socialism, this is the fairest country in the world, where the people themselves rule, and therefore it is invincible.” Then, when the counter-offensives began, he drew them with red arrows and was terribly proud. And by the way, in 1940, already living in America, he became a Soviet citizen, because his father lived in Lithuania at that time. And since Lithuania, according to the Ribbentrop-Molotov Pact, became part of the USSR, a decree was issued by the Supreme Soviet of the USSR stating that people of Lithuanian citizenship or their children living abroad have the right to automatically receive a Soviet passport. Dad went to the Soviet consulate and received a Soviet passport. He never had any other citizenship again. He became neither a French citizen nor an American citizen. And when relations between America and the USSR became completely bad, and his boss called him in and said that he would be forced to fire him if he did not renounce Soviet citizenship and accept American citizenship, his father categorically refused. And he was actually fired with a wolf ticket. - Was your father, like many other Russian emigrants, connected with the Soviet state security agencies? - Without a doubt. He had no rank, he was one of many idealists who believed that they were serving their Motherland, a just cause, without ever receiving medals or money for it. But my father had already gone to Germany from America as a Soviet foreign employee. We, of course, left with him. Of all the countries in the world, this was the country I most did not want to go to. I hated Germany, I hated the Germans, I was a child of the war, I saw the documentaries that were shown at the Nuremberg trials. I hated them fiercely and suddenly found myself in a country that was cursed for me. And not only that: since I did not speak Russian, for the Russians who were there in large numbers, I automatically became a German. Well, if he doesn’t speak Russian, that means he’s German. And this drove me to despair. And in general, the four years that I lived there were the four most miserable years of my life. Of course, I learned Russian. I didn't want to learn German. I suffered a lot. Very. There has never been a worse time in my life. Dad always wanted to go to the Soviet Union. And if the Soviet ambassador to Germany, Alexander Maximilianovich Pushkin, had not kept my father, without explaining anything to him, of course, then our family would have died in the USSR. After all, we arrived in the Union in December 1952, and in March 1953 the father of all nations gave oak. But if we had arrived in 1948 or 1949, there is no question what would have happened to my father and, probably, not only to him. - But in 1952 you were already quite an adult. Did you obey your father or did you also dream of finding yourself in a “wonderland” - in the country of victorious socialism? - Yeees! I really wanted to go to the USSR. I prepared, learned Russian, took exams for the Soviet matriculation certificate. And then the day of great happiness came when we got on the train and went. I remember how we crossed the border in Brest. And here’s a very strange thing, I will never forget: December, cold, snow, some gray train station and a lot of people in military uniforms... And some brutal faces, I remember it very well. Rationally, I should have been happy - we are in the Soviet Union! But emotionally, something got in the way. I saw these faces, felt the atmosphere, something was not right. I remember how worried I was: I dreamed so much that I would finally come to the country of my dreams - and now there was some kind of mismatch, a discrepancy. Then we came to Moscow. There was no apartment, we settled in the Metropol Hotel and lived there for quite a long time. Dad, as a Soviet foreign worker in Germany, received part of his salary in marks and part in rubles into his own account, and he accumulated something like 80 thousand rubles, which was a lot at that time. Actually, that’s why we could live at the Metropol Hotel. Dad couldn’t get a job, they didn’t hire him anywhere, he went to Minsk to get hired, they didn’t hire him, he went to Tbilisi - they didn’t hire him. The circle was narrowing, and, of course, if Stalin had not died, all this would have ended very badly. And when Stalin died, after some time they offered my parents an apartment - a two-room apartment, separate for the four of us. And this was considered the ultimate dream. Although I was used to American standards, that I had my own three rooms and my own bathroom. We moved, and in 1953 I entered Moscow State University, the Faculty of Biology and Soil Sciences, I was interested in Pavlov’s theory of conditioned reflexes. Of course, I was more interested in literature and philology, but I understood that I couldn’t write an essay for the Faculty of Philology, and for the Faculty of Biology, writing an essay was not the most important thing. Big competition, passing score 24. And I scored these 24 points. I was terribly proud. But I didn’t find myself on the list of those accepted. I went to the examination committee and they told me that a lot of people got 25 points, so I have nothing to do with 24. I leave in completely upset feelings, and some kind aunt catches up with me: “I didn’t tell you anything, but you passed, of course, you just have a bad last name and your biography is no good.” I came to my dad and said: “I wonder where you brought me? It turns out that my last name is somehow different and my biography is lousy, so they didn’t accept me.” Dad, of course, freaked out. He was not a party member. Never. But he was a man of desperate courage. And he rushed to the Central Committee - banging with his fist. Meanwhile, I was called to the military registration and enlistment office and offered to go to intelligence school, which was quite funny. As I remember now - Major Lynx. I ask: “Comrade Major, how is it that they won’t take me to Moscow State University with such a surname and biography, but to the intelligence school, please?” He says: “We have different organizations.” I refused, of course. And they told me: “Then we will take you into the fleet, you will serve for 5 years.” Meanwhile, my dad ran to various high authorities, I think the “authorities” played a role here, and I was still enrolled. This was in October. - And here you are studying at Moscow State University, living and observing Soviet life. And what do you think about all this? Are illusions gradually dissipating? - Let's not forget that Stalin had already died, this is an important point. And I'm still getting used to it. I like a lot. I see, for example, that education is free, that it doesn’t matter who your dad is - a worker or an academician, I see a lot of what I consider fair. And when I see something that I don’t like, I find an excuse: the country is still so complex, with its own history, it is clear that there are still shortcomings. And at the biology department there was a wonderful audience, a wonderful course, amazing amateur performances. After the first year we went to virgin lands with concerts. Everything was very exciting, romantic... Then I was not accepted into the Komsomol. A girl in the Komsomol committee began to ask me how I fought underground for the rights of American workers? I told her that I had never been underground at all and did not fight for the rights of blacks. Then she said that her dad was the Soviet ambassador to China, and he said that people like me should not be accepted into the Komsomol, because we are strangers. Then I had a whirlwind romance, which ended with me failing two out of three exams. I fell terribly in love with a girl who was 34 years old, that is, she was much older than me. In short, I was expelled from the university. But dad saved me again. I was conditionally reinstated in the correspondence department, although I went to all classes, and everything depended on how I passed the exams in the summer. I passed for an increased scholarship. By this time, my love kicked me out to hell because I lied to her: I didn’t tell her that I failed the exams, but she found out. Maybe it was just an excuse, but she threw me out. In the summer, my propaganda team and I went to the Bratsk Hydroelectric Power Station. I sang there. Unfortunately, I did not learn to play musical instruments. My mother wanted to teach me to play the violin back in America when I was little. I went to the teacher, my hearing was fine, I studied well, until one day I cut out a cartoon comic from a magazine and hung it above my bed. And the comic was like this: a plump boy in short pants walks with a violin, reaches the house, rings the doorbell, a teacher with a huge snob and long hair stands outside the door, the teacher sits down at the piano, and the boy opens the case, takes out a machine gun from it and shoots the teacher . After seeing the caricature, my mother decided that I should no longer study the violin. In short, I studied very well at the biology department, but by the end of the third year I began to understand that this was not for me, that I was not a scientist, that I had the wrong brain, although I really liked biology. And now I like it. I think that this is generally the most interesting science, and the human brain has always amazed me and still amazes me. I'd like to know how this thing works. And then I became very interested in translating English poetry into Russian, I did a lot of it. In 1957 - I still had a year to study - the World Festival of Youth and Students opened. Among the Americans who arrived were my acquaintances, and I stayed with them for two weeks. And suddenly I realized that I wanted to leave. I want to leave absolutely not for political reasons, but simply because these are my people, and these are not mine. I understand them by their gestures, by their facial expressions, by the way they speak, but here I don’t belong, and I feel it acutely. I decided that I would leave. And I would leave. But soon I met a girl with whom I fell in love and who became my first wife. And I thought that I had somehow adapted to life in the Soviet Union, but would she be able to adapt to life in America and do I have the right to force her to adapt? So I decided not to leave. - And by that time your father had already parted with his own illusions? Did he understand that he had disrupted the natural course of your life, tearing you out of your usual environment and placing you in an environment that was, to put it mildly, alien? - Maybe he understood, but he never admitted it. And, of course, he would never let me go back. It would be a disaster for him. The moment came when I told him that I didn’t want to live here anymore. My father replied that he would put me in jail if I decided to leave. For a long time, we had a very difficult relationship with him. And if it weren’t for Ekaterina Mikhailovna, my second wife, they probably would have remained that way. A few years before his death, she met with him and, as I believe, set his mind straight. Thanks to my wife, we finally became close. It’s still difficult for me to talk about the lost years when I didn’t have a father, but I so wanted him to be there. And, of course, he is to blame, because I was still very young, and he should have simply been wiser. But thank you to my wife for giving me at least the last five years. My father died between heaven and earth while flying from France. There he fell ill, a blood test showed that he had leukemia, and in a very severe form. Doctors and his relatives advised him to leave quickly, because, God forbid, he would die in France, and then there would be a lot of bureaucratic red tape. It was 1975. Mom called me and said: “Your dad is dying. Talk to him.” He picked up the phone, we talked, joked... He already understood everything himself, he was a smart man. My brother and I went to the airport to meet our parents in a car that was given to us by a KGB general - apparently a close friend of my father. We arrived at Vnukovo, and the airport employee told us that one of the passengers had died over Minsk. Well, I already understood that it was dad. The last time I saw him alive was on the platform of the Belorussky railway station, when he and his mother were leaving on vacation to Paris. They were then quietly released abroad. First separately: my mother - because she retained French citizenship, then together. The authorities knew that nothing would happen. They were confident in Dad, but they weren't confident in me. “Firing Posner is not a trick, but who will work?” Even when I was a student, they tried to recruit me, and this went on for a long time - from 1955 and ended, in my opinion, in 1963. The last time I met with them at a safe house, they offered me to go to Varna on vacation, but in the role of a Swiss citizen. I got angry. I tell them: I have many relatives abroad, and my appearance is, in principle, memorable. I will be walking around Varna, and a man will come up to me and say: “Oh, Volodya! What are you doing here?” What will I answer? "What Volodya?! I am William Tell!" Then they announced that they were ending all relations with me. In 1977, thanks to the efforts of Geliy Alekseevich Shakhov, the father of Masha Shakhova, who was my editor-in-chief at foreign broadcasting, I ended up in Hungary. I didn’t disgrace myself, I didn’t do anything anti-Soviet in Hungary. He didn’t run away, for example, to Bulgaria or somewhere else. And they sent me to Finland. This was the next stage. There I was completely horrified. Katya, my wife, can tell you how I called her and told her that I went to a hardware store and counted how many types of toilet seats they sold. And it just amazed me. The thought that this would happen to us too did not occur to me. Although I was naive, I was not an idiot. I behaved well there too. I started traveling, I was in Canada twice, then I was in France on vacation. But then Afghanistan happened. And it should be noted that by this time I had become very famous in America, because I appeared there as a Soviet journalist and propagandist on satellite television in very important programs and created a sensation. I knew how to talk to Americans. Besides, I didn't play any role, I was just a really convinced person. In one interview, an American asked me: “Can you disagree with your government?” I say: “I can.” "Well, for example?" - “Well, for example, we have the death penalty, but I am against it.” He says: “Okay. And in foreign policy?” "Well, for example, Afghanistan." - "What about Afghanistan?" I say, "Well, I think it was a mistake and we're going to regret it." Well, the American distributed my interview to agencies, of course, there were “friends” at the State Television and Radio Broadcasting Company who read it. And one such “friend” went to Mamedov, the first deputy chairman of the State Television and Radio Broadcasting Company, and asked: “Enver Nazimovich, what would you do if one of your employees said that he was against international assistance in Afghanistan?” He replied: “Well, what would I do? I’d fire him to some mother.” And then it began. My exit was closed and I was removed from the airwaves. And in general they would have been fired to hell if not for the chairman of the State Television and Radio Broadcasting Company Lapin, who said: “Firing Posner is not a trick, but who will work?” I have to give it my due - he didn’t let me get fired. I still don't know why. In general, it was a very bad time for me, and before Gorbachev’s arrival I was restricted from traveling abroad. So from the moment I left America in 1948 until my return there, 38 years passed! - And here you are again in America. Actually at home. What were you experiencing and what were you thinking? - I dreamed about this many times, and several times I even woke up in tears. I got on the plane and kept thinking: I’m dreaming about this again. Now I’ll wake up - and there will be no plane, nothing. When I arrived, Phil Donahue's car met me because he invited me to his program. I'm riding in this limousine and I see the Manhattan skyline rising. I can’t even describe what that feeling was... In general, we arrived in the city, I checked into a good hotel, threw all my things away - and rather went outside. I'm coming. And it felt like I never left. Various people were walking towards me, and I wanted to shout: “I am! I am here!” It is impossible to convey this feeling. It was simply amazing. Then, when I started working, in 1991, I, of course, got used to a different America that I didn’t know. I left as a kid, I was less than 15 years old, and my idea of America was at the level of those years. And already when I was working, I understood it differently. - In 1986, completely “different times” began for you. After the very first teleconference with America, you, as they say, woke up famous. - Until 1986, I was simply not allowed on Soviet television. I remember Mamedov and I were riding in the elevator, and I asked him: why? He says: “We don’t need stars.” "Why?" - "They are difficult to control." And, in fact, my first access to the Soviet audience was a teleconference. Since I was already very famous in America, they decided to put up a person there who was known there and who could talk to Americans. And so I went on screen, and the next day I became famous. Because this never happened in the Soviet Union. I received 77 thousand letters. This is simply unheard of! - After such an obvious triumph and the glory that fell on you, were there any resentments towards fate, towards specific people for the fact that so many years were missed, that all this came to you later than it could have come? - There is no silver lining, that’s how interesting life turns out. If I had been allowed on the screen earlier, then perhaps in that new time that came in the late 80s, I would not have been in demand, just as many, by no means mediocre, and some even very capable people were not in demand . My colleagues. Political observers and international affairs of the USSR State Television and Radio. But they were too identified with the past, with propaganda, and I was not identified. It turns out that the fact that they didn’t let me in was fortunate. You see how strange everything is going. There is an expression: “Seize the moment.” The main thing in life, as I understand it, is that when an opportunity presents itself, don’t miss it. For example, the fact that I decided not to become a biologist. After all, this was a terrible disappointment for my parents. They really wanted their son to be a scientist. Like my brother Pavel, Doctor of Historical Sciences, specialist in medieval Vietnam. But I had the inner feeling that this is not mine, I won’t do it. But after studying for five years, you could go to work. -Have you ever thought about how your life might have turned out if you had stayed in America? Who would you become there? - I can’t imagine it at all, although I’ve often thought about it. The fact that life treated me so strangely, of course, made me a much richer person internally than if I had simply lived in America. I wouldn’t know a lot, I wouldn’t know the world as I know it. This Russian-Soviet experience had a tremendous impact on me. Difficult years - I would even say suffering - enrich a person. Some people break down and start drinking, but fortunately this did not happen to me. - Are you familiar with the feeling of “friend among strangers - stranger among friends”? - Yes, sure. It simply is. I know that I don't belong anywhere completely. I generally don’t know how to completely relax, but I feel best in France. The way people live there, their attitude to life, is probably closest to me. It probably comes from my mother. Starting with food, which is a very important thing for me, and ending with my attitude towards life. I learned to appreciate every day. I understand that it is unknown whether there will be tomorrow. And every moment of this life is terribly important to me. And this doesn't mean that I don't think about the future. I think. But I appreciate this day! This! They kept me for so long, they didn’t let me do what I wanted. This is impossible, this is impossible, it’s impossible, it’s impossible, it’s impossible... And suddenly - at 52 years old - the doors opened, and it seems to me that so much has accumulated, I rushed into the profession, into the world with such passion. I want everything, I’m not tired of anything yet. Want Want want! - But your “dubious” origin allows some of your ill-wishers to reproach you for being a stranger to Russia, for not knowing and not loving this country. How do you like these accusations? - They make me laugh and contempt. Don't they have anything else to talk about? And I know Russia very well, I’ve traveled far and wide. I walked from Irkutsk to Bratsk, 600 kilometers through the taiga, with lumberjacks. I know this country. Another thing is that I am not quite a Russian person. It is impossible to determine what this means. There are some external signs. For example, when a Russian counts, he bends his fingers. And the American bends back. In general, the Russian character is different. Not mine. There are many things that express a person's nationality. Let's say language and music. I still learned the language. I love Russian folk music, but I can’t sing. It doesn't work for me. But I know how to sing American folk music, which I adore, the blues, for example. - Aren’t you tired of working? - Nope. I get tremendous pleasure from this, I adore my work. I admit that someday I will stop making “Times,” but that means I will do something else, I even already have ideas. I was lucky that life eventually determined that I should do what I was meant to do. I believe that many misfortunes are connected precisely with the fact that a person never finds himself. The school doesn't help find it. Twice two makes four - understandable, but why were you even born into the light of God? What is your talent, your “I”? How do you express yourself? A person dreaming of retirement is, in my opinion, a tragedy. When I feel like I can't do what I want, I'll leave. What will happen after this, I don’t know. Whether I will look for work somewhere else, whether I will have to give up television - I don’t know. I don’t really care about earnings, because I have created a certain margin of safety for myself. I have no fear of remaining hungry myself and not being able to feed my loved ones. I feel free because I can make this decision, and I know for sure that my wife will support me. I take this lightly and philosophically. Not in Russia, not in Russia, there are other countries. I wouldn’t like it, but if it happens, it will happen. We are no strangers to this.
Journalist, academician of the Russian Television Academy, Vladimir Pozner was married three times. The television master has always been famous for his love of love and increased interest in the female sex. On the eve of his 70th birthday, Posner met his third wife, producer Nadezhda Solovyova.
Mature, smart, successful and educated people went crazy like teenagers, although both were married. In 2008, they made a decision - they divorced their legal spouses and remarried.
Bride to match
The chosen one of the luminary of Russian television, Nadezhda Solovyova is an influential businesswoman, co-owner and head of several media groups, a record company, organizer of large-scale projects, the most famous of which are the Paul McCartney concert in Moscow and Luciano Pavarotti on Red Square.
In 2016, Nadezhda Solovyova was included in the “ 150 most influential people in Russia"according to GQ. By the way, her husband, Vladimir Pozner, is also included in this rating, because ministers, artists and other powerful people of this world are lined up for interviews with him.
The company headed by Ms. Solovyova, SAV-Entertainment, is a virtual monopolist in the market for organizing tours of world-famous stars in Russia.
This agency was also entrusted to take an active part in such large-scale events as the celebration of the 850th anniversary of Moscow, the 300th anniversary of St. Petersburg, and major social and political events.
Long way to Olympus
Nadezhda Solovyova was born in 1955. After graduating from school, I entered the Moscow Foreign Language School, which I successfully completed.
At the beginning of her career, Nadezhda worked as an administrator and translator at the Ministry of Culture and the State Concert. The opportunity to travel abroad with Soviet artists gave her opportunity to start organizing tours privately.
At that time, the first cooperatives and joint ventures appeared, and she managed to realize this opportunity in tandem with Evgeny Boldin, who at that time was married to Alla Pugacheva.
She often recalls one of the first big tours of India. They took out about 300 secular groups and artists, Beryozka, classical performers and ballet dancers. Among the pop stars were Leontyev and Pugacheva. In the 80s, she organized all the foreign activities of the Pugacheva Theater.
Solovyov and Boldin created their main brainchild, SAV-Entertainment, in 1987. For some time they were engaged in tours of Alla Pugacheva, Vladimir Presnyakov, Alexander Malinin, Ice Ballet, the Bolshoi Theater and the Bolshoi Symphony Orchestra. Very soon the organizers realized that bringing foreign artists to the USSR was much more profitable than taking our own ones abroad.
The formation of this line of business began in 1994, when the agency brought Elton John, Sting, Diana Ross and Julio Iglesias to Russia in a row. You can compare this business in Russia to the feeling of riding a burning bicycle, and everything around is also burning. Either the Duma will pass some law and the concert is canceled, then the forests are on fire and people cannot get out of their houses because of the smoke, then Russia will return Crimea, then it will begin to fight gay propaganda.
Interesting notes:
All this is reflected in the desire and possibility of foreign stars coming to us. However, SAV stood for more than a quarter of a century, largely thanks to Nadezhda’s strong-willed character and her amazing business skills. She is a multiple winner of the Ovation Award., and a very respected person in the world of promoters, respected by both artists and competitors.
It's never too late
Nadezhda Solovyova met Pozner during a business meeting. Vladimir Vladimirovich was preparing an event dedicated to the fight against AIDS and was looking for an organizer.
He was offered to contact Solovyova, but he knew nothing about her. " Well, let it be Solovyova“, he agreed, and she was invited to negotiations. As Posner later recalls, for him it was love at first sight, but for Nadezhda, emotions arose and intensified in stages.
He amazed her with his intelligence, and an unusually fresh perception of the world, youthful energy and sincere curiosity. After a short time of secret meetings under the gaze of the paparazzi, they made their choice and made a mature decision.
Posner is not one of those people who goes with the flow and lives by inertia, and when a woman appeared in his life for whom he had to take a decisive step, he took it. The breakup of his previous marriage was difficult for Posner, he admits that he still feels guilty.
Nadezhda also left a family in which relationships had long since outlived their usefulness, and married a man who so amazed her.
She began to actively participate in the telemeter’s career, enlivening his chamber broadcasts with several striking projects. " One-story America" And " Tour de France“took place thanks to the professionalism of Nadezhda Solovyeva. Her idea was to invite the gushing and young Ivan Urgant as a co-host of the conservative and, frankly, boring Posner. Thanks to this combination, the projects began to attract a wider audience than Posner had previously.
Vladimir Vladimirovich speaks admiringly of his energetic and bright wife, proving once again that all ages are submissive to love.