Some called him a madman, others – a genius. Because he kept a live lion in his apartment. Because he was the first to go beyond Lithuanian surroundings and document the spontaneous reality of Soviet Republics. He worked a lot and drank a lot. He lived in Vilnius with his beautiful wife Tatyana. They were the vibrant couple of the ‘60s. Just as vibrant was their home, always full of people, wine, nightlong conversations, guests from the farthermost places of the Soviet Union. He was engulfed by his passion for truth and photography. It happened on March 16, 1987. Vilnius was covered in snow. Unexpected guests visit Vitas and Tatyana’s place. A conflict emerges, in the spur of which Vitas Luckus throws a knife at a stranger. As the latter sighs his last breath, Vitas jumps out the fourthfloor window. Master and Tatyana is a story about a rebellious genius of photography, passionate love and another life destroyed by the system.
