The back cover of Women of Lazarus promises a great Russian fresco, from the Revolution to the collapse of the USSR. If by that means a novel that stirs cheerfully times with a multitude of people on the margins of events, then yes, you can join the expression. The plot of the book by Marina Stepnova weaves through three women of Lazarus: Maroussia, inaccessible; Galina, wife; Lidia, the granddaughter. Regarding the Lazarus Lindt is a funny guy, a brilliant self-taught scientist and atomic scientist. His intimate portrait is one of the best aspects of the book, including her crazy love for Maroussia, which, alas, has for him as filial sentiments. Often the novel bounces a few years, sometimes even from one line to another. It is very dense, often with a stifling exuberance of everyday details. The style of Stepnova is also confusing: bright and sophisticated, it can become trivial and familiar. The transition between different periods of Russian history of the twentieth century is not marked in the story and can make it confusing, at least for the spirits somewhat distracted. That may be a matter of time and attention and will not necessarily be the same for every player felt but here's a book that has all the ingredients to excite and yet is often boring. This review is personal and highly subjective. This goes without saying but it's better in the telling.
