This book brings into sharp focus the human condition; the fact that we are capable of the very best and, unfortunately, the very, very worst. It is an easy to digest, and very stark, reflection of a conflict brought about not only by the Great Mother Russia, but by a society that is so battered and traumatised that it is consuming itself.
Caught in the middle of the conflict, fuelled by the self interest of both the Russian Federation and Chechnyan Mafiosi, are survivors desperately trying to hang on to their humanity. Their everyday lives are beyond bleak but the author's often fleeting relationships with the ordinary, in the loosest sense of the term, people of Grozny does at least demonstrate that, even when all hope is lost, people do survive.
It is easy to read this book and lose a sense of reality, to forget that this isn't a fiction about boys killing dogs but about the violent transference of their very real suffering into an abhorent acts. The Angel herself is a voice in the wilderness, one of many trying to make sense of the conflict and oppression. Saving others seems to be the only way that she has of saving herself.
An excellent, but sometimes uncomfortable, read which will hopefully make the reader consider how lucky some of us are, but wonder how it is that some of us can treat one another in such appalling ways.