Saturday, 4 May 2013

The Master and Margarita

The devil comes to Moscow wearing a fancy suit.  With his disorderly band of accomplices - including a demonic, gun-totting tomcat - he immediately begins to create havoc.

Disappearances, destruction and death spread through the city like wildfire and Margarita discovers that her lover has vanished in the chaos.  Making a bargain with the devil, she decides to try a little black magic of her own to save the man she loves...

While I wish I could get my old University brain back, I think I mushed that up a few years ago, so this isn't going to be a thoughtful literary review on how Mikhail Bulgakov's The Master and Margarita is a commentary on Soviet Russia.  

Instead I can tell you that I fell in love the cover of The Master and Margarita at first sight.  I'm not sure if it's the Moscow skyline, the bright blue or the cat mask but I love it, okay?  The story itself, not so much.   Although I found parts of the text engaging, often when events took an absurd turn (the Devil's ball, the séance and Berlioz's meeting with name a few), my mind couldn't help but drift off in other sections that were perhaps too dull in comparison.  I think I would need to re-read The Master and Margarita to fully appreciate Bulgakov's writing, and all of the intricacies laced within the narrative, but I have no intention of doing that at least for another couple of years.


  1. That cat on the cover kind of freaks me out! Lol.

    Dude... Russians have the best names. Mikhail, Annushka... those are so awesome.

    1. I agree. The best bit about reading Russian literature is saying all the names aloud!