You can forget the title of the novel right away—there is symbolism in it, but no plagiarism, and in any case the text carries far more than the cover promises. Still, stereotypes get the better of us, and when you come across a novel that truthfully depicts complex human relationships, and moreover during wartime, written by a woman—that surprises.
It seems a woman writer is inevitably going to fall either into surgical coldness or into disconnected passion. In Sarah Waters’s novel, the astonishing harmony of yin and yang, war and peace. It’s interesting to see the Second World War through the eyes of an Englishman—a London resident: churches destroyed by bombs, zeppelins, and searchlight beams in the night sky. One of the central characters, Kay, works in the “night watch”—she takes the wounded to the hospital during air raids and collects corpses.
For the first time in Russian—a brand-new novel by the acclaimed author of “Tipping the Velvet” and “Fingersmith,” also shortlisted for the Booker Prize. This time, in Victorian England, the writer preferred wartime and postwar England. A few stories of devoted love and involuntary betrayal are interwoven through the entire novel fabric, and the intricate chronology of the narrative makes you, after turning the last page, immediately return to the first.