For me, the USSR is my homeland, not in a pompous or ideological sense, but in a human one. I developed as a person within the USSR, and the moral and life values I possess were formed there. Essentially, our generation is a generation of emigrants. Only we didn't go anywhere; the country "left" us. In general, I wouldn't wish being a generation of the "transitional period" on anyone. Millions of broken lives and tragedies. Millions!!
So, what is this phenomenon – the USSR, which gave the world not only a new political system but also a completely new worldview, largely utopian, but surprisingly life-affirming in its essence?
The USSR is a path of human life that has been traversed, in the most direct sense, if we remember the age of this country (1917-1991). This "person of the USSR" "lived" for seventy-four years. And there was everything in this life – ups, downs, mistakes. A turbulent birth, youth with protest against everyone and everything except its own ego, maturity, and senile infirmity. This "person" "walked" and "preached" to the whole world. What did it preach? Itself... its "personality" and "essence." It inspired passion in some, and disgust in others. There were followers – and there still are.
And the essence of this "person" is that there is an idea of "universal well-being and equality among each other." There are no rich, no poor, no differences or hatred based on nationality, but there is science, art, healthcare, and, in general, those human values that are necessary "for everyone according to their needs." That is, the Christian idea of paradise, where all people are happy and there is no hostility, violence, envy, the pursuit of wealth, lust for power, and other vices, was transformed into an earthly idea of human cohabitation (communism). This "person" established these laws within itself in the form of a Constitution and, therefore, subjected itself to these laws.
Well, you might say – laws are laws, but what was it really like in the USSR, everyone knows. Of course, there was everything, but... laws are laws. If laws are violated, even universally and frequently, then this is undoubtedly a violation and, accordingly, punishable as a violation of the law. That's how it was (it really was). No high-ranking official, or his relative, could escape punishment if they were caught violating the law (even the highest-ranking one). Social protection was elevated to the rank of state support, and any signal or complaint about the violation of a citizen's rights was considered, and fairly strict decisions were made regarding officials. That's how it was. Can you imagine? I don't think so. It's not like that now. Now, everything is really not according to the law, but according to "unwritten rules." Everyone looks out for each other, and nepotism thrives. But there is freedom. Well, yes, do what you want and how you want – it's essentially the law of the jungle.
And so it turns out: the "person of the USSR" died, reviled by everyone, but the memory of it lives on. What a paradox.
In general, I think that the more time separates us from this "person of the USSR," the more interest there will be in it because IT WAS. And it WAS LIKE THAT. And it COULD HAVE BEEN LIKE THAT.

About art.
When, during the perestroika period, many so-called "shelf" films were released, I watched them and terribly missed the Soviet artistic councils. How they were criticized in the new era! But it turned out that, in essence, these artistic councils created the level of art that we still remember when we watch "old Soviet films." What of those "shelf" films turned out to be a masterpiece? Nothing, essentially. 90 percent are complete nonsense, and the rest are just "interesting to watch," nothing more. Only a few films (like Intervention) became a discovery. And that's it. And what do we have now? There are no artistic councils, but there is plenty of mediocrity – they're shoving it down our throats.