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Archangel tells the story of four days in the life of Fluke Kelso, a dissipated, middle-aged former Oxford historian who is in Moscow to attend a conference on newly opened Soviet archives. One night Kelso is visited in his hotel room by an old NKVD officer, a former bodyguard of the secret police chief, Lavrentii Beria. The old man claims to have been at Stalin's dacha on the night Stalin had his fatal stroke, and to have helped Beria steal the dictator's private papers, among them a notebook. Kelso decides to use his last morning in Moscow to check out the old man's story. But what starts as an idle enquiry in the Lenin Library soon turns into a murderous chase across night-time Moscow and up to northern Russia - to the vast forest near the White Sea resort of Archangel, where the final secret of Josef Stalin has been hidden for almost half a century… (more)
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This time, Harris picks present-day Russia, but with a strong backward-look to Stalin, more particularly, a search for a diary that Stalin may have kept and which Beria stole from the Kremlin safe on the night that Stalin lay dying of his stroke. The diary has been buried ever since, until its existence is revealed to Fluke Kelso, British historian on the Soviet Union and expert on Stalin, who starts off an wild chase to find it. The story gets stranger: it is not Stalin's diary, but that of a young Komsomol girl from Archangel who is brought to Moscow to serve on Stalin's personal staff about 18 months before he dies, and who bears his child. This is a boy, whose existence is unknown, but who would clearly respresent one of the news stories of the century (hence Kelso is tied up with an aggressive journalist who is in on the story), and who would be a messiah for the neo-fascists who play a substantial role in modern Russain politics. The plot twists and turns, and has a number of surprises, but it is tightly woven and and ends with an unexpected, but logical consequence of its actions. One reviewer described this as a mix of the fast-paced action and plot of Fatherland, with the detailed historical research of Enigma, and I think that is a fair description.
Harris did his research on Stalin, and has some interesting interpretations that he puts the mouth of Kelso presenting to a colloquim of scholars.
...there can be no doubt that it is Stalin rather than Hitler who is the most alarming figure of the twentieth century...not merely because Stalin killed more people than Hitler--although he clearly did-- and not even because Stalin was more of a psychopath that Hitler--although clearly he was...it is because Stalin, unlike Hitler, has not yet been exorcised. And also because Stalin was not a one-off like Hitler, an eruption from nowhere. Stalin stands in a historical tradition of rule by terror which existed before him, which he refined, and which could exist again. His, not Hitler's, is the spectre that should worry us.
I also enjoyed the book for the memories it brought back of our time in Moscow. Kelso stays in the Ukraine Hotel, right across the street from where we lived, and notes the traffic on Kutuzovsky Prospect, the wide street that we lived on. His descriptions of the buildings and countryside are true
I've read three of Harris's works now - Pompeii, Imperium, and Archangel. Contrary to some other reviewers, I enjoyed this book more than Pompeii and found it to be more of page-turner than Imperium (I thought Imperium was a bit more of a serious book - closer to literature than mass market paperback like Archangel).
I suppose the ending, criticized by others as implausible, does require one to perform a sizeable suspended disbelief, but if you pull that off, the ending hangs together. It's just a creepy lot of fun to see how Professor Kelso is going to get out of this mess and the crazy company he's keeping.
Highly recommended.
Highly recommended.
Harris' writing is smooth and uncomplicated enough to follow for non-native speakers, but not simple enough to be jarring. His characters don't always receive the fleshing-out they might have warranted, but they are believable and sympathetic, even if they probably shouldn't be.
His portrayal of Russia, both historically and in its current state tickles the imagination and feeds the hunger for knowledge. I have found myself reading up on names dropped, events depicted and on the country in general.
All in all an intrigueing read and an engaging book.
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The story revolves around a historian Fluke Kelso and four days in his life in Russia. Fluke is in Moscow to attend a conference about the
There is enough historical fact to keep it interesting but is also reasonably sympathetic to the growing pains of the New Russia where the oligarchs now run everything rather than the state.The side story of Police chief Souvorin struggling with a burgeoning crime rate with far too few poorly paid men trying to solve the murder whilst also suspecting that some aspects of Russia's history is best left concealed.
On the whole the book was a good read if you are a fan of the thriller genre,is well written rattling along at a good pace to an implied rather than a definitive ending.An enjoyable diversion if not something that will live long in the memory.
> estimates that some sixty-six million people were killed in the USSR between 1917 and 1953 – shot, tortured, starved mostly, frozen or worked to death. Others say the true figure is a mere forty-five million. Who
Often confusing, but very much in Robert Harris's style.
Harris adopts a similar conceit in Archangel. Fluke (interesting story behind the name) Kelso is a Sovietologist who stumbles into a drunken meeting with Papu Rapava, a former NKVD guard who claims he had been present at Stalin’s death and had helped Beria (a Politburo member and KGB chief) find and hide a a secret black notebook that was purported to contain Stalin’s diary. Rapava is murdered before Kelso can obtain all the details and the location of the diary that would represent, for Kelso, the find of a lifetime. He tracks down Rapava’s daughter, a hooker whom he persuades to help him find the diary. Unfortunately there are several pages missing, but they have enough information to try to locate a young girl that Stalin had brought from her village to play with. He and an American reporter who had stumbled on Kelso’s knowledge of the diary and who seems to know more about his satellite telephone equipment than the country he reports on, set off for Archangel in the Soviet north during the winter to find the girl and interview her in order to verify the information in the diary and collect more details about Stalin.
There are many who would stop them, however, and a top notch thriller results as Kelso makes a momentous discovery in Archangel.
Harris’s understanding of modern Russia, if accurate, is chilling. The book is filled with little details (Stalin had two webbed toes on his left foot) that give it a strong sense of reality. Harris must have spent considerable time there: ”At five past 10, the door opened, '' Kelso describes a nightclub, ''A yellow light, the silhouettes of the girls, the steamy glow of their perfumed breath. . . . And from the cars now came the serious money. You could tell the seriousness not just by the weight of the coats and the jewelry but by the way their owners carried themselves, straight to the head of the line, and by the amount of protection they left hanging around at the door. Clearly, the only guns allowed on the premises belonged to the management.''
Filled with corruption and violence, the country still reveres Stalin, even though through Kelso, Harris reveals Stalin to be a greater evil than Hitler during the twentieth century, if one counts the number of people each had killed. The Cold War is over, but Russia seems to be slipping into its own kind of darkness and the country that provided the background for so many first-rate spy stories continues to invoke a sense of noir and darkness that makes for a gripping read.
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