A small-time black-marketeer loathe to shed his capitalist ways tries to work the chaos of the Bolshevik takeover to his advantage.
That he ends up in charge of a camel in a Red Army convoy is just one in a succession of absurdities as he’s buffeted by whoever are the currently prevailing idealogues.
Hilariously insightful about ordinary people and the politically overzealous, it was naturally banned by Soviet apparatchiks.