This remarkable novel spans eighty years of the twentieth century, from the author of Dreams of My Russian Summers: “An epiphany of heartbreaking truth” (The New York Times).
In this three-generational novel, Andreï Makine beautifully but unsparingly describes the almost uninterrupted succession of violence, misery, and horror that has been visited on the Russian people since the October Revolution of 1917.
A young Russian army doctor is sent to distant shores to bind the wounds of those in Africa, the Near East, and South America who are pawns in the global political chess game during the Cold War. Recruited by an intelligence agent, he experiences the bloody reality of revolution on the ground. The book casts its eye back toward his grandfather Nikolai, a Red cavalry soldier fighting the Whites in 1920, and his father, whose story of World War II is invoked with a passion and force that bear comparison to the best writing on the subject.
From the battlefields of the 1920s to the harsh African heat and dust of the desert in the 1980s, from the orphanage where the narrator spent his youth to the art galleries and chic salons of the glittering new West, Requiem for a Lost Empire has all the sweep and depth, all the beauty and insight of the great Russian novels. It is, as the eminent French critic Edmonde Charles-Roux noted, “an astonishing novel, one that will surely stand the test of time.”
