Category Archive: Russian

Death, a penguin, and a miniaturist. Although, no miniature penguins. But luckily, no dead ones, either.

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I was beginning to feel like there were two things everyone else in the western world had done, except me. Read ‘The Miniaturist’, and seen ‘E.T.’ I don’t have a copy of ‘E.T.’… Continue reading

Time’s up!

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If you’re not a broken heap by the end of ‘On The Eve’, get someone to check your pulse, as you may well be dead. I found those fleeting carefree moments in Venice… Continue reading

Worse things happen at sea (and in the Russian Gulag)

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Things have been a tad stressful of late, and I find it always helps to pull my mood back by remembering the sentiment in the title of this post. Whereas a lot of… Continue reading

O Brother, Where art thou?

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If Raskolnikov is the anti-hero of ‘Crime and Punishment’, surely the hero of the piece is the good friend he calls brother, Razumikhin. Explorations of close female friendships are ten a penny in… Continue reading

You’ll never guess what they did before television, (and it’s not what you think!)

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Early on in ‘Crime and Punishment’ , Raskolnikov receives a letter from his mother revealing how unjustly treated his sister Dunya has been, while working as a governess. Dunya had sent an advance on her… Continue reading

Quick, Hide the Matches – it’s Nikolai Gogol’s Birthday!

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I stumbled across Nikolai Gogol’s work after reading ‘The Namesake‘ by Jhumpa Lahiri. I’d never heard of this Russian author whom the novel’s protagonist Gogol Ganguli had been named after. Intrigued, I sought… Continue reading

It’s like the Best Episode of Columbo never made

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One of the surprising thing about ‘Crime and Punishment’ is that Dostoyevsky delivers all the adrenaline-pumping action early on in the novel. As you look at the inches thick wedge of pages you’ve yet… Continue reading

Weighty tomes for both reading and for use as replacement table legs

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War And Peace is just too long. There, I’ve said it. There are enormous chunks I could do without, but I can’t put it down, as very exciting when things suddenly happen, which… Continue reading

And that’s why reading Dostoyevsky is like skydiving with Walter White!

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Some books need a run up. You know the ones I mean; the black-spined tomes of densely-packed miniscule text, heavy of weight and of theme. When I look at my monochrome bookshelves there are… Continue reading

It’s Chekhov’s birthday! I made him a cake.

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You mean you didn’t? Really? Listen, people. If we’re only going to make birthday cakes for people we know, that will seriously reduce the amount of birthday cake in our lives. Anyway, Anton… Continue reading