A mystical thriller from a master of black humor.
Why is celebrity ashes being stolen in Moscow, Paris, and Los Angeles? Who needs a poet’s head, a god’s blood, and a super-star’s hand? Who opens the coffins of the most famous people around the world? No one will be able to guess the goal of the “grave robber.”
A signature jab at cult horror films, politics, and pop culture. The drive of the plot that won’t let you go for a second.
An alternative history: Russia of the 21st century, where there was no revolution. A new language of the Russian Empire: mobile phone — “rukotrepp,” traffic cop — “bablosbor,” striptease — “telogolitsa,” Marilyn Manson — “Idolišče poganoe.” Voodoo cult ceremonies, afterlife magic, “the curse of the doll,” a recipe for making real zombies: the author secretly traveled to Haiti—“the island of the dead.”
No compromises. No censorship. No mercy.
Pleasure is guaranteed. Read now—while it’s allowed.