Skip to main content

A Gentleman In Moscow by Amor Towles

Our Book of the Month for July was A Gentleman In Moscow by Amor Towles about Count Alexander Rostov’s house arrest in the arresting(!) Metropol Hotel, Moscow.

A Gentleman In Moscow – The Blurb

“On 21 June 1922, Count Alexander Rostov – recipient of the Order of Saint Andrew, member of the Jockey Club, Master of the Hunt – is escorted out of the Kremlin, across Red Square and through the elegant revolving doors of the Hotel Metropol.
Deemed an unrepentant aristocrat by a Bolshevik tribunal, the Count has been sentenced to house arrest indefinitely. But instead of his usual suite, he must now live in an attic room while Russia undergoes decades of tumultuous upheaval.
Can a life without luxury be the richest of all?”
We talked about how it was different from other Russian books that we had read from this period. Yes there were horrors, but the Metropol Hotel offered an Oasis allowing the beauty of Russia to shine through. 
I got a bit geeky and talked about the structure of A Gentleman In Moscow.  The book is written in a 'diamond' style. From the moment the Count arrives at the Metropol his world expands outwards. From the attic to which he has never ventured into before, to Nina the little girl he has never spoken to. Towles constantly builds on this, providing more characters, rooms, experiences, until the midway point when the seemingly unconnected events start to merge together. The plot then rapidly decreases to the final sharp pointed ending of the Count’s escape.
In addition the book works on the doubling principal. We meet the Count one day after his arrest, then two days, then five, then ten and so on. This increases until the midway point where the halving principal is then applied. The period between chapters then reduces in time until the day of the Count’s escape.
I also asked what page people were up to when they realised that all the chapters began with an A. Not everyone had.
We all loved Rostov, the unflappable, food and drink loving Count and named him as one of our character's of the year. He provided the humour and carried the book effortlessly through 30 years of the Metropol’s revolving doors. We discussed Kenneth Branagh's proposed adaptation and can't wait.
We also loved the supporting cast, again one of the best all year? The Triumpvirate were terrific. Nina was a delight, as was Anna (especially with her clothes throwing). The Bishop was a perfect baddie and my only complaint was that Sophia was a little too sweet and nice. 
Zut is a game we now all want to play and the Boyarsky is a place we now all want to go. The Metropol is a real hotel people lets do this!
One of us who had previously read (and loved) Towles' other book, The Rules of Civility, didn't like the book at all having tried to read it a few years ago. Upon hearing us all wax lyrical they have decided to now going to give it another go. The rest of us gave it a resounding 9. One of our favourite books of the year.  


Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Mount by Jilly Cooper #inbetweeny

I'll start this blog with a warning, this post does contain spoilers. So if you haven't read the book then please don't read this blog, yet. Of course you should read this post just wait a little while until you've read the latest installment of Rupert Campbell Black (RCB). Warnings out of the way I'll begin. I was massively looking forward to reading this book having hugely enjoyed the previous ones. RCB is my (not so) secret trashy pleasure and has been for many years. This book had all the ingredients of a classic, pages of wonderfully named characters, a few tortured souls and of course RCB with all his horses, dogs and now grandchildren. The book got off to a good start full of characters from old but also plenty of new ones to mix it up a bit. The horse's really played a starring role in this book but I also really loved Gav and at first Gala. Yep only at first as she went strongly down hill and I bet you can guess why. RCB. Here is where I fell o

Stitch Up (A Best Defence Mystery) by William McIntyre #BlogTour

OK hold on everybody for MY FIRST EVER BLOG TOUR!!!!!!!!! Did I like it? Did I manage to read it in time? Did I forget to post my review when I should have done? Yes, yes and (thankfully) no! Stitch Up is the ninth in the Best Defence Series featuring Scottish defence lawyer Robbie Munro. As a solicitor not a policeman who successfully runs his own law firm, is recently married and has a daughter the book immediately set itself apart from your standard crime thriller. The book begins with Robbie's ex girlfriend asking him to investigate the apparent suicide of her new boyfriend (awkward!). At the same time a convicted child-murderer is attempting to have his conviction quashed (if I remember the term correctly Mr McIntyre?) claiming Robbie's dad ex sergeant Alex Munro planted key evidence at the scene of the crime (double awkward!). I liked the two stories running along side each other which kept the pace of the book moving swiftly forwards. In real life McIntyre is

Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray and a 30 a day habit.

Nothing like challenging oneself in the New Year and rather than giving up alcohol and only eating steamed kale the Book Club decided on reading the 900 odd page doorstop that is Vanity Fair . I ordered it at once and (using something vaguely like maths) worked out I needed to read 30 pages a day to have it read in time for the meeting. I was surprisingly undeterred by this and thought if nothing else I could use the book as a dumbbell when working off the chocolate orange.   I found I actually liked hitting my 30 a day target (much like all the other New Years' resolutioners like hitting their ten thousand steps) and it motivated me to just squeeze a few more pages in here and there so I was ahead of target. I haven’t really approached a book this way before but then it is longer than my copy of War and Peace and there are over 50 books on my bookshelf waiting to be read (now in 'to read' order due to much prating about over Christmas).        I didn’t know anything a