The Master and Margarita by Mikhail Bulgakov

Hello, my lovely readers!
After being recommended this particular book again and again by a friend, I fianlly had time to pick it up. Let’s see if it really is as great as he lead me to believe!

The Plot (as found on Goodreads):

One hot spring, the devil arrives in Moscow, accompanied by a retinue that includes a beautiful naked witch and an immense talking black cat with a fondness for chess and vodka. The visitors quickly wreak havoc in a city that refuses to believe in either God or Satan. But they also bring peace to two unhappy Muscovites: one is the Master, a writer pilloried for daring to write a novel about Christ and Pontius Pilate; the other is Margarita, who loves the Master so deeply that she is willing literally to go to hell for him. 

The Rating:

Okay, so I might have gone into this with some inaccurate expectations that had been fuelled by my friend. He sold this to me as a book about witches. Well, yeah at some point there are witches but it’s just a small part of the story that only occurs like halfway through. While the book is interesting, it was off to a slow start for me and kept asking my friend when the witches will *finally* show up.

Why the slow start? So we kick off with two guys sitting on a park bench and having a chat when they are joined by a stranger. I was happy until the stranger started telling a story. That’s when they lost me. They story was about Pilate and Jesus and it was a rather long chapter. And not just that, we keep going back to that story continously throughout the book with many a chapter continuing that. I’m so sorry, but I just couldn’t be bothered to actually care about this.

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