Review
In 1933 Leningrad is in the grip of a fierce winter. The Artic exploration ship Chelyuskin is stuck fast in the frozen Barents sea, its crew of one hundred and five Leningraders waiting for a rescue they fear will never come. In the city there are the usual fuel and food shortages, the usual queues and the usual grumblings about Stalin and the revolution. But when Kirov, Leningrad's beloved and much-lauded leader, is assassinated, no one is above suspicion, and the already vicious workings of a corrupt government spin completely out of control. Gillian Slovo's finely-honed account of these dramatic events is truly wonderful. Sticking strictly to the historical facts, she nonetheless manages to construct an authentic and heart-rending fiction of ordinary people in extraordinary circumstances. Seamlessly blending the minutiae of private lives into the larger momentum of this bloody period in Russia's history, Slovo gives us both an accurate history of events leading up to the siege of Leningrad and a poignant, beautifully crafted fiction of the interweaving lives of that city's inhabitants. An amazing piece of fictionalised history, reminiscent of Helen Dunmore's The Siege and every bit as authentic. (Kirkus UK)
The adventures of Boris and Natasha. No, not that Boris and Natasha, but a pair equally in thrall to a shadowy leader, and without the laughter. In this epic tale, sprawling in scope and ambition but with a smallish dramatis personae-a cleaning lady, a few Party functionaries and bureaucrats, an American fellow traveler, a young woman who resembles Pasternak's sad Lara-Slovo (Red Dust, 2001, etc.) imagines life at the height of Stalin's terror. Boris Ivanov lives in a time of signs and rumors, and he watches carefully as the promise of the Revolution is betrayed. Other figures here are less inclined to silence-one remarks to Boris, "Remember how we used to boast that ours would be the generation to change history? I always assumed we were talking about the historical future"-and less loyal to the boss, at least outwardly, but Boris falls under suspicion all the same, as everyone in Leningrad eventually does. Irina Davydovna has been out in the cold, a hand on an Arctic vessel that was useless for cutting through ice; just so, her protector, high-ranking official Sergei Kirov, is powerless to stop the death machine. He knows that his own time is coming: "Glorious Stalin," he tells Irina, "magnanimous Stalin, is going to fit me with a new suit." The years wheel by, and Boris's daughter Natasha is caught in the crossfire of betrayal, denunciation and suspicion; by 1938, she is a ghost in the political machine, "not dead exactly-more like indifferent." Matters should not improve for anyone when the Nazis attack Leningrad, laying the city to terrible siege, but Natasha, having endured so much, finds herself invested with a new will to live, with "such an alien feeling that she has to grope to find the word to describe it . . . Happy." Slovo risks melodrama, but on the whole her tale is smart and poignant, exploring some of the same moral territory as Nikita Mikhalkov's film Burnt by the Sun. A big idea well handled. (Kirkus Reviews)
The Times
'Ice Road brilliantly depicts, from the emotional inside, the most politically disastrous assassination in Russian history . . . Enthralling'
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