Fragments of a blog
Fragments of a blog
The great Victor Pelevin, in A Macedonian Critique of French Thought (it’s a pity Slavoj Zizek is Slovenian), tells a phantasmagorical tale of a certain Kika, a graduate of Sorbonne’s philosophy department and the son of a Russian Tatar oligarch,…
I don’t write about Russian politics and society much these days. It hurts, in a way. There’s been bad news from the culture front as well: two gentlemen passed away in November whose influence on Russian letters was considerable and…
or, To those who have read Buddha’s Little Finger by Victor Pelevin, and those who have not Baron Jungern’s “protagonist” is, in an uncanny sense, Baron Ungern-Sternberg, the White commander who captured the capital of Mongolia in 1921, driving out…
I got through three novels during my 12-day stay by the Mediterranean: first A Maggot by John Fowles, in English, then The French Lieutenant’s Woman, in a Russian translation, and for dessert, Haruki Murakami’s Sputnik Sweetheart, in Russian, too. It…