Kin-dza-dza!

Foreman Vladimir Nikolaevich Mashkov did not even suspect that the usual path to the supermarket for bread and pasta would turn into intergalactic travel. And all this meeting with a student in a rabbit hat with a large bag and some small device - a “movement machine,” as he himself called it. In short, he pressed the button and found himself and the young man in the desert, and not in some Karakum desert, but on the desert planet Plyuk in a tentura, the Kin-dza-dza galaxy in a spiral...