Damned Weird Russian Novels

Bizarre Intimacy

I jerked The Master And Margarita off—wait a minute, let me rephrase that. I dumped them. That’s better. I took The Master And Margarita off the sidebar because I don’t plan to finish reading it. It was boring me shitless. Damned weird Russian novels. Or maybe it’s the damned translators. Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve never even heard of the stupid thing before I picked it up cheap at the annual library sale ($1 a bag) and I had no reason whatsoever to believe that 1930’s era fantasy would be a good book. It was a heap of books for not much and sometimes Not Much is what you get. It’s a well-designed cover, I guess—small praise for a so-called literary work.

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