Misha Polteff enters the world with every advantage of the Russian gentry, yet he possesses a spirit too wild for tea tables and estate management. He sells his inheritance for a song to embrace a life of chaotic freedom. From drinking with gypsies to begging on the highway, Misha pursues his own destruction with a terrifying cheerfulness. His uncle attempts to rescue him from the abyss, but some souls are simply not made for the quiet comfort of a noble life. It is a portrait of a man running enthusiastically toward his own ruin.