Edward Vladimirovich Topol (Russian: Эдуард Владимирович Тополь; real name Topelberg (Russian: Топельберг; born 8 October 1938) is a Russian novelist.
Born in Baku, Topol spent his teenage years finishing local school in Baku and graduated from Azerbaijan State Economic University.[1] He also did his military service in Estonia. He worked as journalist for newspapers such as Bakinskiy Rabochiy and Komsomolskaya Pravda and wrote the screenplays for seven movies, of which two were banned due to censorship under the Soviet government.
In 1978 he emigrated to USA, New York, and lived for short periods in Boston, Toronto and Miami.
This is a complex story about anti-Semitism in 1970s Russia during the Leonid Brezhnev era. A KGB colonel learns of a Jewish journalist with a penchant for seducing pretty, young Russian women. Colonel Barsky begins building a case against the journalist with the idea of prosecuting him in a huge, nationally publicized show trial. It is a good plot but the author keeps jumping back and forth between now and the first century which makes it hard to follow. It also contains some highly unlikely relationships.
This book was the beginning of my ongoing Topol addiction. How can you not love his winning combination of sex, vodka, and Kremlin corruption? His dark-eyed, crumpled heroes and nubile, fearless heroines could win the heart of the greatest Russia skeptic. My favorite Soviet pulp fiction. Thank God he emigrated when he did.
A mixed bag. Some of the Soviet era scenes are described in beautiful and realistic details, while other are nothing but attempts to raise the level of drama. The numerous sex scenes are among the most cringe worthy I have ever encountered. Probably added by the dry monotonous audiobook narration.