He considers himself a genius but the publishers refuse to print his works. He loves women but they don’t always understand him. Constantly without money and out of touch with reality. The elegant fop Daniil Yuvachov names himself Kharms – a name just as effective as his appearance. An habitué of unending literary get-togethers and a lover of scandal, he engages in an amazing battle between the whole world in which he lives as though he were locked in a cage. Will he manage to cope with societal pressure, love’s mismatches, the impossibility of creation?