Wedding filming services by Omelchak Multimedia Studio

Magical, amazing, delightful, magnificent, and wonderful wedding videos in Krasnodar—we do not film them. Nor do we film wedding videos in any other cities. Stunning, nerve-shocking, breathtaking, and retina-blazing wedding videos—we have NEVER filmed those at all!

Wait a minute, though—once, at the dawn of our company’s formation, there was an employee who wore an ill-fitting plaid shirt, jeans with rolled cuffs, and behaved somewhat oddly, constantly twitching his chin. Maybe he fell off a hoverboard, or a skateboard—no, probably a congenital thing, or maybe not, whatever! Anyway, this young man considered the idea of occasionally filming a wedding video—not too long, but with a love story, doves, and colorful lighting.

More than that! He even made arrangements with the bride and, importantly, with the future mother-in-law—who was eager to pay for this memorable event. Her business in shuttle trading of semi-licensed clothing from various Asian countries was going well, and she had stashed several bags of cash in Switzerland for a rainy day. Switzerland, by the way, guarantees the safety of money and is generally a prosperous European country with narrow streets, fountains, and cafés. Keeping money in such a country is a pleasure—if you have any, and the future mother-in-law did—not to mention three gold-bearing mines in Kamchatka and a share in a subsidiary of the Siberian Aluminum Plant, which had secured work for many years ahead. Everyone needs banks and airplanes, and that’s just the place for it.

How great it would be, leaning back in a business jet seat, watching the slowly passing landscape outside, sipping some sweet fizzy drink right from an aluminum can—that’s the trend, thought the young cameraman, calculating his future fee. He was also very concerned about one question: how is it correctly spelled—Maldives or Moldives? And where exactly would his girlfriend kiss him when she found out he had finally earned some money?

In anticipation of all this, he left the café where he had met the future mother-in-law. The café, by the way, was nothing special—worn plates and bad coffee, and the waiter kept checking his watch and clicking his tongue disapprovingly as if to say it was time to pay. These waiters have really gotten out of hand lately—no culture or tact.

It was getting dark, and clouds gathered. The future rich man and cameraman looked toward the darkening horizon—this is a common occurrence in Krasnodar: it seems clear, but half an hour later a tropical downpour hits, overwhelming the storm drains. The utility workers constantly claim everything is fine—but that’s when the rain is light. When it pours seriously—lights out! And, indeed, the power goes out. They say it’s all the fault of the Krasnodar Reservoir, which was dug out in the mid-20th century and changed the climate! Winters in Kuban used to be snowy, much to children’s delight—with skis and sleds.

In short, the future conqueror of the vast wedding video market in Krasnodar took a step toward fate—and was struck by lightning. He was unharmed, but the expensive camera was fried, leaving the company without its means of production. Fortunately, we have a good equipment park.

This incident was taken as a sign. Since then, wedding video has been permanently blacklisted at our company.

Omelchak Multimedia Studio Company

Magical, amazing, delightful, magnificent, and wonderful wedding videos in Krasnodar—we do not film them. Nor do we film wedding videos in other cities. Stunning, nerve-shocking, breathtaking, and retina-blazing wedding videos—we have NEVER filmed those at all!

Well, wait a minute—once, at the dawn of our company’s founding, there was an employee who wore an ill-fitting plaid shirt, jeans with rolled cuffs, and behaved somewhat oddly, constantly twitching his chin. Maybe he fell off a hoverboard, or a skateboard—no, most likely it was congenital, or maybe not, it doesn’t really matter! Anyway, this young man occasionally entertained the idea of filming some wedding video—not too long, but with a love story, doves, and colorful lights.

More than that! He even made arrangements with the bride and, importantly, with the future mother-in-law—who was eager to pay for this memorable event. Her business in shuttle trading of unlicensed clothing from various Asian countries was going well, and for a rainy day, she had stashed several bags of cash in Switzerland. That country, by the way, guarantees the safety of money and is generally a prosperous European nation with narrow streets, fountains, and cafés. Keeping money in such a country is a pleasure—if, of course, you have any. And the future mother-in-law had plenty, not to mention three gold-bearing mines in Kamchatka and a stake in a subsidiary of the Siberian Aluminum Plant, which was secured with work for many years ahead. Everyone needs banks and airplanes—and that’s exactly the place for them.

Isn’t it great—reclining in a business jet chair, watching the slowly and smoothly passing landscape outside the window, sipping some sweet fizzy drink straight from an aluminum can? That’s the trend, thought the young operator, calculating his fee for the upcoming job. He was also deeply concerned about one question—whether it’s spelled Maldives or Moldives, and exactly where his girlfriend would kiss him when she found out he had finally earned some money.

In anticipation of all this, he left the café where he had met with the future mother-in-law. By the way, the café was just so-so—chipped plates, bad coffee, and the waiter kept glancing at his watch and clicking his tongue disapprovingly under his breath, signaling it was time to pay up. These waiters have really gotten out of hand lately—no culture or tact at all.

So, it was getting dark and clouds were gathering. The future tycoon and daredevil looked at the darkening horizon—this is a common occurrence in Krasnodar: the sky seems clear, and half an hour later a tropical downpour hits, one that the storm drains can’t handle. The municipal workers always report everything’s fine, but that’s only when the rain is light. When it pours seriously—well, the power goes out! And, by the way, it really does! Quite a disaster. They say it’s all the Krasnodar reservoir’s fault—they dug it up mid-last century and changed the climate! Winters in Kuban were always snowy, to the children’s delight—there were skis and sleds.

In short, the would-be conqueror of Krasnodar’s vast wedding video market took a step toward fate—and was struck by lightning. He was fine, but the expensive camera burned out, leaving the company without its means of production. Luckily, we have a good equipment fleet. This incident was taken as a sign. And since then, wedding videos have been on our company’s lifetime blacklist.


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