A review by savaging
The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov

3.0

I delighted in the mayhem.

I mourned that Margarita -- the best and bravest character -- doesn't ever escape the role of Manic Pixie Dream Girl to a boring man-writer.

And I struggled to remember all those Russian names.

The Devil to the disciple Matthew:

"You no sooner appear on the roof than you produce an absurdity, and I'll tell you what it is -- it's your intonation. You uttered your words as if you don't acknowledge shadows, or evil either. Kindly consider the question: what would your good do if evil did not exist, and what would the earth look like if shadows disappeared from it? Shadows are cast by objects and people. Here is the shadow of my sword. Trees and living beings also have shadows. Do you want to skin the whole earth, tearing all the trees and living things off it, because of your fantasy of enjoying bare light?"