Never judge a book by its cover – or its title! When I saw this on the Guardian’s 1000 Books on Twitter I just had to get it from the library. Whilst it was entertaining, a lot of it also went over my head. Perhaps if I read more philosophy and Russian literature/history I would have appreciated it a bit more.
On the surface it’s a love story between a were-fox and a were-wolf, it’s very unusual and in places quite funny, but it’s not a horror novel which I was expecting and it’s not a light read. Actually in places I felt like I was reading The End of Mr Y (although I found that novel to be much more pretentious than this one).
It is a departure from the other Russian novelists I have tried; but as far as being on a must read list – well, you’d have to judge for yourself.
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