Nachinaetsya noch'

Vladel'cu hudozhestvennoy galerei Piteru Harrisu sorok chetyre goda, on zhivet v N'yu-Yorke na Manhettene s zhenoy Rebekkoy, izdatelem literaturno-hudozhestvennogo zhurnala, krasivoy zhenschinoy s volevym licom. On mog by byt' schastliv. Mog by… No otnosheniya s Rebekkoy ostyvayut bukval'no na glazah, ostavlyaya ot byloy strasti lish' tleyuschie ugli, stremitel'no vzrosleyuschaya doch' Beatris, ili prosto Bi, kotoroy uzhe dvadcat' i kotoraya otdalyaetsya vse bol'she, no samoe glavnoe – tyazheleyshiy tvorcheskiy krizis: Piter otchayanno ischet istochnik istinnoy, nezamutnennoy krasoty v etom mire lozhnyh cennostey i krichaschey bezvkusicy. Vse menyaetsya s poyavleniem v ego dome Itana, mladshego brata Rebekki. On stanovitsya ne tol'ko ob'ektom lyubvi, no i muzoy Pitera. No gotov li Harris radi vnezapnoy lyubvi razrushit' vsyu svoyu staruyu zhizn', i mozhet li neustroennyy, uvlekayuschiysya narkotikami Itan stat' centrom zhizni novoy?