A second pretty depressing book in succession this week..but, look at it another way, there's always someone worse off than you, though few people will have it worse than Matiushin.
Pavlov's novel follows his relentlessly miserable life, from his troubled childhood in the shadow of his domineering father and his rebellious older brother, to his experiences as a young man in the Soviet army. It is not a plot driven novel, rather a commentary on the bleak atmosphere of the declining years of the Soviet Union. Troubled childhoods are not rare in novels, but the numbing routine and detailed descriptions of daily life and violence in the Soviet army make this a very different read.
Some of the writing is based on the author's own experiences; his father too was abandoned as an infant in a graveyard, and he too, was a conscript in the last years of the USSR.
It is the second in a 'loose' trilogy (Tales Of The Last Days), or rather, three unconnected books based on Soviet outposts in the Republic's final days. This is far more savage and brutal though than the first, The Captain Of The Steppe, as I said at the outset. It explores the effect of steady degradation and how humans somehow cling to survive, and some don't; it is particularly dark reading and won't be for everyone.
I will attempt, over the next months, to prepare myself for the third, Requiem For A Soldier.