The main works of Russian literature list. Tass news agency

Now the current generation sees everything clearly, marvels at the delusions, laughs at the foolishness of its ancestors, it is not in vain that this chronicle is scribbled with heavenly fire, that every letter screams in it, that a piercing finger is directed from everywhere at him, at him, at the current generation; but the current generation laughs and arrogantly, proudly begins a series of new delusions, which will also be laughed at by descendants later. "Dead Souls"

Nestor Vasilyevich Kukolnik (1809 - 1868)
For what? Like an inspiration
Love the given subject!
Like a true poet
Sell your imagination!
I am a slave, a day laborer, I am a merchant!
I owe you, sinner, for gold,
For your worthless piece of silver
Pay the divine price!
"Improvisation I"

Literature is a language that expresses everything that a country thinks, wants, knows, wants and needs to know.

In the hearts of the simple, the feeling of the beauty and grandeur of nature is stronger, more alive a hundred times than in us, enthusiastic storytellers in words and on paper."Hero of our time"

Everywhere there is sound, and everywhere there is light,
And all the worlds have one beginning,
And there is nothing in nature
No matter how love breathes.

In days of doubt, in days of painful reflections on the fate of my homeland, you alone are my support and support, O great, powerful, truthful and free Russian language! Without you, how not to fall into despair at the sight of everything that happens at home? But one cannot believe that such a language was not given to a great people!
Poems in prose "Russian language"

So, complete your dissolute escape,
Prickly snow flies from the bare fields,
Driven by an early, violent blizzard,
And, stopping in the forest wilderness,
Gathering in silver silence
Deep and cold bed.

Listen: shame on you!
It's time to get up! You know yourself
What time has come;
In whom the sense of duty has not cooled down,
Who has an incorruptible heart,
In whom is talent, strength, accuracy,
Tom shouldn't sleep now...
"Poet and Citizen"

Is it possible that even here they will not allow and will not allow the Russian organism to develop nationally, by its organic strength, but certainly impersonally, servilely imitating Europe? But what to do with the Russian organism then? Do these gentlemen understand what an organism is? Separation, "split" from their country leads to hatred, these people hate Russia, so to speak, naturally, physically: for the climate, for the fields, for the forests, for the order, for the liberation of the peasant, for Russian history, in a word, for everything, hate for everything.

Spring! the first frame is exposed -
And noise broke into the room,
And the blessing of the nearby temple,
And the talk of the people, and the sound of the wheel ...

Well, what are you afraid of, pray tell! Now every grass, every flower rejoices, but we hide, we are afraid, just what kind of misfortune! The storm will kill! This is not a storm, but grace! Yes, grace! You are all thunder! The northern lights will light up, it would be necessary to admire and marvel at the wisdom: “the dawn rises from the midnight countries”! And you are horrified and come up with: this is for war or for the plague. Whether a comet is coming, I would not take my eyes off! Beauty! The stars have already looked closely, they are all the same, and this is a new thing; Well, I would look and admire! And you are afraid to even look at the sky, you are trembling! From everything you have made yourself a scarecrow. Eh, people! "Storm"

There is no more enlightening, soul-purifying feeling than the one that a person feels when he gets acquainted with a great work of art.

We know that loaded guns must be handled with care. But we do not want to know that we must treat the word in the same way. The word can both kill and make evil worse than death.

There is a well-known trick of an American journalist who, in order to increase the subscription to his magazine, began to print in other publications the most brazen attacks on himself from fictitious persons: some printed him out as a swindler and perjurer, others as a thief and murderer, and still others as a debauchee on a colossal scale. He did not skimp on paying for such friendly advertisements, until everyone thought - yes, it’s obvious that this is a curious and remarkable person when everyone shouts about him like that! - and began to buy up his own newspaper.
"Life in a Hundred Years"

Nikolai Semenovich Leskov (1831 - 1895)
I ... think that I know the Russian person in his very depths, and I do not put myself in any merit for this. I did not study the people from conversations with St. Petersburg cabbies, but I grew up among the people, on the Gostomel pasture, with a cauldron in my hand, I slept with him on the dewy grass of the night, under a warm sheepskin coat, and on the Panin’s swaying crowd behind circles of dusty manners ...

Between these two colliding titans - science and theology - there is a stunned public, quickly losing faith in the immortality of man and in any deity, quickly descending to the level of a purely animal existence. Such is the picture of the hour illuminated by the radiant midday sun of the Christian and scientific era!
"Isis Unveiled"

Sit down, I'm glad to see you. Cast away all fear
And you can keep yourself free
I give you permission. You know one of these days
I was elected king by the people,
But it's all the same. They confuse my thought
All these honors, greetings, bows...
"Crazy"

Gleb Ivanovich Uspensky (1843 - 1902)
- What do you need abroad? - I asked him at a time when in his room, with the help of servants, his things were being packed and packed for shipment to the Varshavsky railway station.
- Yes, just ... to come to your senses! - He said confusedly and with a kind of dull expression on his face.
"Letters from the Road"

Is it really a matter of going through life in such a way as not to offend anyone? This is not happiness. Hurt, break, break, so that life boils. I am not afraid of any accusations, but a hundred times more than death I am afraid of colorlessness.

Verse is the same music, only combined with the word, and it also needs a natural ear, a sense of harmony and rhythm.

You experience a strange feeling when, with a light touch of your hand, you make such a mass rise and fall at will. When such a mass obeys you, you feel the power of a person ...
"Meeting"

Vasily Vasilyevich Rozanov (1856 - 1919)
The feeling of the Motherland should be strict, restrained in words, not eloquent, not chatty, not “waving your arms” and not running forward (to show yourself). The feeling of the Motherland should be a great ardent silence.
"Solitary"

And what is the secret of beauty, what is the secret and charm of art: in a conscious, inspired victory over torment or in the unconscious anguish of the human spirit, which sees no way out of the circle of vulgarity, squalor or thoughtlessness and is tragically condemned to appear self-satisfied or hopelessly false.
"Sentimental Remembrance"

Since my birth I have been living in Moscow, but by God I don’t know where Moscow came from, why it is, why, why, what it needs. In the Duma, at meetings, I, along with others, talk about urban economy, but I don’t know how many miles in Moscow, how many people there are, how many are born and die, how much we receive and spend, for how much and with whom we trade ... Which city is richer: Moscow or London? If London is richer, then why? And the jester knows him! And when some question is raised in the thought, I shudder and the first one starts shouting: “Submit to the commission! To the commission!

Everything new in the old way:
The modern poet
In a metaphorical outfit
Speech is poetic.

But others are not an example for me,
And my charter is simple and strict.
My verse is a pioneer boy
Lightly dressed, barefoot.
1926

Under the influence of Dostoevsky, as well as foreign literature, Baudelaire and Poe, my passion began not for decadence, but for symbolism (even then I already understood their difference). A collection of poems, published at the very beginning of the 90s, I entitled "Symbols". It seems that I was the first to use this word in Russian literature.

Vyacheslav Ivanovich Ivanov (1866 - 1949)
The run of changeable phenomena,
Past those flying, speed up:
Merge into one sunset of accomplishments
With the first gleam of gentle dawns.
From the lower life to the origins
In a moment, a single review:
In the face of a single smart eye
Take your twins.
Immutable and wonderful
Blessed Muse gift:
In the spirit of the form of slender songs,
There is life and heat in the heart of the songs.
"Thoughts on Poetry"

I have a lot of news. And all are good. I'm lucky". I am writing. I want to live, live, live forever. If you only knew how many new poems I have written! More than a hundred. It was crazy, a fairy tale, new. I am publishing a new book, completely different from the previous ones. She will surprise many. I changed my understanding of the world. No matter how funny my phrase sounds, I will say: I understood the world. For many years, perhaps forever.
K. Balmont - L. Vilkina

Man is the truth! Everything is in man, everything is for man! Only man exists, everything else is the work of his hands and his brain! Human! It's great! It sounds... proud!

"At the bottom"

I'm sorry to create something useless and no one needs now. A collection, a book of poems at the present time is the most useless, unnecessary thing ... I do not mean by this that poetry is not needed. On the contrary, I affirm that poetry is necessary, even necessary, natural and eternal. There was a time when whole books of poetry seemed necessary to everyone, when they were read in full, understood and accepted by everyone. This time is past, not ours. The modern reader does not need a collection of poems!

Language is the history of a people. Language is the path of civilization and culture. Therefore, the study and preservation of the Russian language is not an idle occupation with nothing to do, but an urgent need.

What nationalists, patriots these internationalists become when they need it! And with what arrogance they sneer at the "frightened intellectuals" - as if there is absolutely no reason to be frightened - or at the "frightened townsfolk", as if they have some great advantages over the "philistines". And who, in fact, are these townsfolk, "prosperous philistines"? And who and what do the revolutionaries care about, if they so despise the average person and his well-being?
"Cursed Days"

In the struggle for their ideal, which is “freedom, equality and fraternity”, citizens must use such means that do not contradict this ideal.
"Governor"

“Let your soul be whole or split, let your understanding of the world be mystical, realistic, skeptical, or even idealistic (if you are unhappy before that), let the techniques of creativity be impressionistic, realistic, naturalistic, the content be lyrical or fabulous, let there be a mood, an impression - whatever you want, but, I beg you, be logical - may this cry of the heart be forgiven me! – are logical in design, in the construction of the work, in syntax.
Art is born in homelessness. I wrote letters and stories addressed to a distant unknown friend, but when a friend came, art gave way to life. Of course, I'm not talking about home comfort, but about life, which means more than art.
"We are with you. Diary of love"

An artist can do nothing more than open his soul to others. It is impossible to present him with predetermined rules. He is still an unknown world, where everything is new. We must forget what captivated others, here it is different. Otherwise, you will listen and not hear, you will look without understanding.
From Valery Bryusov's treatise "On Art"

Alexei Mikhailovich Remizov (1877 - 1957)
Well, let her rest, she was exhausted - they exhausted her, alarmed her. And as soon as it's light, the shopkeeper will rise, she will begin to fold her goods, she will grab a blanket, she will go, pull out this soft bedding from under the old woman: she will wake the old woman, raise her to her feet: it's not light, it's good to get up. It's nothing you can do. In the meantime - grandmother, our Kostroma, our mother, Russia!

"Whirlwind Rus'"

Art never speaks to the crowd, to the masses, it speaks to the individual, in the deep and hidden recesses of his soul.

Mikhail Andreevich Osorgin (Ilyin) (1878 - 1942)
How strange /.../ How many cheerful and cheerful books there are, how many brilliant and witty philosophical truths - but there is nothing more comforting than Ecclesiastes.

Babkin dared, - read Seneca
And, whistling carcasses,
Take it to the library
In the margins, noting: "Nonsense!"
Babkin, friend, is a harsh critic,
Have you ever thought
What a legless paraplegic
Light chamois is not a decree? ..
"Reader"

A critic's word about a poet must be objectively concrete and creative; the critic, while remaining a scientist, is a poet.

"Poetry of the word"

Only great things are worth thinking about, only great tasks should be set by the writer; set boldly, without being embarrassed by your personal small forces.

Boris Konstantinovich Zaitsev (1881 - 1972)
“It’s true, there are both goblin and water ones here,” I thought, looking in front of me, “or maybe some other spirit lives here ... A mighty, northern spirit that enjoys this wildness; maybe real northern fauns and healthy, blond women roam in these forests, eating cloudberries and lingonberries, laughing and chasing each other.
"North"

You need to be able to close a boring book...leave a bad movie...and part with people who don't value you!

Out of modesty, I will be careful not to point out the fact that on the day of my birth the bells were rung and there was a general rejoicing of the people. Evil tongues associated this jubilation with some great holiday that coincided with the day of my birth, but I still don’t understand what else is there to do with this holiday?

That was the time when love, good and healthy feelings were considered vulgar and a relic; no one loved, but all were thirsty and, like poisoned ones, fell to everything sharp, tearing apart the insides.
"The Road to Calvary"

Korney Ivanovich Chukovsky (Nikolai Vasilyevich Korneichukov) (1882 - 1969)
- Well, what's wrong, - I say to myself, - at least in a short word for now? After all, exactly the same form of farewell to friends exists in other languages, and there it does not shock anyone. The great poet Walt Whitman, shortly before his death, said goodbye to readers with a touching poem "So long!", which means in English - "Bye!". The French a bientot has the same meaning. There is no rudeness here. On the contrary, this form is filled with the most gracious courtesy, because here the following (approximately) meaning is compressed: be prosperous and happy until we see each other again.
"Live Like Life"

Switzerland? This is a mountain pasture for tourists. I've traveled all over the world myself, but I hate those ruminant bipeds with a Badaker for a tail. They chewed through the eyes of all the beauties of nature.
"Island of Lost Ships"

Everything that I wrote and will write, I consider only mental rubbish and do not respect my literary merits. And I wonder and wonder why apparently smart people find some meaning and value in my poems. Thousands of poems, whether mine or those poets whom I know in Russia, are not worth one chanter of my bright mother.

I am afraid that Russian literature has only one future: its past.
Article "I'm afraid"

For a long time we have been looking for such a task, similar to lentils, so that the combined rays of the work of artists and the work of thinkers directed by it to a common point would meet in a common work and could ignite and turn even the cold substance of ice into a fire. Now such a task - a lentil that guides together your stormy courage and the cold mind of thinkers - has been found. This goal is to create a common written language...
"Artists of the World"

He adored poetry, tried to be impartial in his judgments. He was surprisingly young at heart, and perhaps even in mind. He always looked like a child to me. There was something childish in his clipped head, in his bearing, more like a gymnasium than a military one. He liked to portray an adult, like all children. He loved to play the “master”, the literary bosses of his “humil”, that is, the little poets and poetesses who surrounded him. Poetic children loved him very much.
Khodasevich, "Necropolis"

Me, me, me What a wild word!
Is that one over there really me?
Did mom love this?
Yellow-gray, semi-gray
And omniscient like a snake?
You have lost your Russia.
Did you resist the elements
Good elements of gloomy evil?
No? So shut up: took away
Your fate is not without a reason
To the edge of an unkind foreign land.
What's the point of groaning and grieve -
Russia must be earned!
"What You Need to Know"

I never stopped writing poetry. For me, they are my connection with the time, with the new life of my people. When I wrote them, I lived by those rhythms that sounded in the heroic history of my country. I am happy that I lived in these years and saw events that had no equal.

All the people sent to us are our reflection. And they were sent so that we, looking at these people, correct our mistakes, and when we correct them, these people either change too or leave our lives.

In the wide field of Russian literature in the USSR, I was the only literary wolf. I was advised to dye the skin. Ridiculous advice. Whether a painted wolf or a shorn wolf, he still does not look like a poodle. They treated me like a wolf. And for several years they drove me according to the rules of a literary cage in a fenced yard. I have no malice, but I am very tired ...
From a letter from M. A. Bulgakov to I. V. Stalin, May 30, 1931.

When I die, my descendants will ask my contemporaries: "Did you understand Mandelstam's poems?" - "No, we did not understand his poems." "Did you feed Mandelstam, did you give him shelter?" - "Yes, we fed Mandelstam, we gave him shelter." "Then you are forgiven."

Ilya Grigorievich Erenburg (Eliyahu Gershevich) (1891 - 1967)
Maybe go to the Press House - there is one sandwich with caviar and a debate - "about the proletarian choral reading", or to the Polytechnic Museum - there are no sandwiches, but twenty-six young poets read their poems about the "locomotive mass". No, I will sit on the stairs, shivering from the cold and dream that all this is not in vain, that, sitting here on the step, I am preparing the distant sunrise of the Renaissance. I dreamed both simply and in verse, and the result was boring iambs.
"The extraordinary adventures of Julio Jurenito and his students"

Russian classics are well known to foreign readers. And what modern authors managed to win the hearts of a foreign audience? Liebs compiled a list of the most famous contemporary Russian writers in the West and their most popular books.

16. Nikolay Lilin Siberian Education: Growing Up in a Criminal Underworld

Opens our rating greedy cranberry . Strictly speaking, "Siberian Education" is not a novel by a Russian author, but by a Russian-speaking one, but this is not the most serious complaint against him. In 2013, this book was filmed by the Italian director Gabriele Salvatores, the main role in the film was played by John Malkovich himself. And thanks to a bad film with a good actor, the book of Nikolai Lilin, a dreamer-tattoo artist from Bendery, who moved to Italy, did not rest in Bose, but entered the annals of history.

Are there Siberians among the readers? Get your hands ready for the facepalms! "Siberian Education" tells about the Urks: an ancient clan of harsh, but noble and pious people, exiled by Stalin from Siberia to Transnistria, but not broken. The lesson has its own laws and strange beliefs. For example, it is impossible to store noble weapons (for hunting) and sinful ones (for business) in the same room, otherwise the noble weapon will be "infected". The infected cannot be used, so as not to bring misfortune to the family. The infected weapon should be wrapped in a sheet on which the newborn baby was lying, and buried, and a tree should be planted on top. Urks always come to the aid of the destitute and weak, they themselves live modestly, they buy icons with the stolen money.

Nikolai Lilin was presented to readers as a "hereditary Siberian Urka", which, as it were, hints at the autobiographical nature of the immortal. Several literary critics and Irvine Welsh himself praised the novel: "It's hard not to admire the people who opposed the Czar, the Soviets, Western materialistic values. If the values of the lesson were common to all, the world would not be faced with an economic crisis generated by greed." Wow!

But it was not possible to deceive all readers. For some time, foreigners who pecked at the exotic bought the novel, but when they discovered that the facts described in it were fabricated, they lost interest in the book. Here is one of the reviews on the book site: "After the first chapter, I was disappointed to realize that this is an unreliable source of information about the Eastern European underworld. In fact, "urka" is a Russian term for "bandit", and not a definition of an ethnic group. And this is just the beginning of a series of inarticulate, meaningless fabrications. I wouldn't mind fiction if the story were good, but I don't even know what irritates me more in the book: the narrator's flatness and mary-ness or his amateurish style."

15. Sergey Kuznetsov ,

Psychological thriller Kuznetsov "" was presented in the West as "Russia's answer to" "". A cocktail of death, journalism, hype and BDSM, some book bloggers hastened to include, no less, in the ten best novels of all time about serial killers! Readers also noted that through this book they got acquainted with Moscow life, although the conversations of the characters about political parties, about certain events were not always clear: "Cultural differences immediately distinguish this book and make it refreshing to a certain extent."

And the novel was criticized for the fact that the scenes of violence were presented through the killer's stories about what had already happened: "You are not with the victim, you do not hope to escape, and this reduces tension. Your heart does not flutter, you do not wonder what will happen next." "A strong start for inventive horror, but clever storytelling gets boring."

14. ,

With all the book publishing activity of Yevgeny Nikolaevich / Zakhar Prilepin in his homeland, he seems to be little concerned about translating his books into other languages. "", "" - that, perhaps, is all that can be found right now in bookstores in the West. "Sankya", by the way, with a foreword by Alexei Navalny. Prilepin's work attracts the attention of foreign audiences, but reviews are mixed: "The book is well written and engaging, but suffers from the writer's general post-Soviet uncertainty about what he is trying to say. Confusion about the future, confused views of the past, and a widespread lack of understanding of what is happening in life today are typical problems. Worth reading, but don't expect to get too much out of the book."

13. , (The Sublime Electricity Book #1)

Recently, a Chelyabinsk writer published good news on his personal website: his books "" and "" were republished in Poland. And on Amazon, the most popular noir cycle is All-Good Electricity. Among the reviews of the novel "": "A great writer and a great book in the style magical steampunk "," A good, fast-paced story with lots of twists and turns. "An original combination of steam technology and magic. But the most important advantage of the story is, of course, its narrator Leopold Orso, an introvert with many skeletons in the closet. Sensitive but ruthless, he is able to control other people's fears, but with difficulty his own. His supporters are a succubus, a zombie, and a leprechaun, and the latter is quite funny."

12. , (Masha Karavai Detective Series)

9. , (Erast Fandorin Mysteries #1)

No, don't rush to look on the bookshelves detective Akunina "The Snow Queen". Under this title, the first novel from the cycle about Erast Fandorin, that is, "" was published in English. Introducing it to readers, one of the critics said that if Leo Tolstoy had decided to write a detective story, he would have composed Azazel. That is The Winter Queen. Such a statement ensured interest in the novel, but in the end, reader reviews varied. Some were delighted with the novel, they could not tear themselves away until they had finished reading it; others were reserved about the "melodramatic plot and language of the novellas and plays of the 1890s".

8. , (Watch #1)

"Patrols" are well known to Western readers. Someone even called Anton Gorodetsky the Russian version of Harry Potter: "If Harry were an adult and lived in post-Soviet Moscow." When reading "" - the usual fuss around Russian names: "I like this book, but I can't understand why Anton always says the full name of his boss - "Boris Ignatievich"? Has anyone guessed? I've only read half so far, so maybe , will there be an answer later in the book?" Recently, Lukyanenko has not pleased foreigners with novelties, so today he is only in 8th place in the rating.

7. ,

Those who have read the novel "" by the medievalist Vodolazkin in Russian, cannot but admire the titanic work of the translator Lisa Hayden. The author admitted that before meeting with Hayden, he was sure that the translation into other languages of his skillful stylization of the Old Russian language is impossible! It is all the more pleasant that all the hard work paid off. Critics and ordinary readers met unhistorical novel very warm: "Quirky, ambitious book", "Uniquely generous, layered work", "One of the most touching and mysterious books you will read."

6. ,

Perhaps it will come as a surprise to Pelevin's fans that the cult novel "abroad" in the writer's homeland has been supplanted by an early work "". Western readers put this compact satirical book on a par with "" Huxley: "I strongly recommend reading it!", "This is the Hubble telescope facing the Earth."

"In his 20s, Pelevin witnessed glasnost and the emergence of hope for a national culture based on the principles of openness and justice. At 30, Pelevin saw the collapse of Russia and the unification<…>the worst elements of wild capitalism and gangsterism as a form of government. Science and Buddhism Pelevin became a support for the search for purity and truth. But combined with the outgoing empire of the USSR and the raw materialism of the new Russia, this led to a shift in tectonic plates, a spiritual and creative upheaval, like a magnitude 9 earthquake, which was reflected in Omon Ra.<…>Although Pelevin is fascinated by the absurdity of life, he is still looking for answers. Gertrude Stein once said, "There is no answer. There will be no answer. There has never been an answer. This is the answer." I suspect that if Pelevin agrees with Stein, his tectonic plates will freeze, the shock wave of creativity will go out. We, the readers, would suffer because of this."

"Pelevin never allows the reader to find balance. The first page is intriguing. The last paragraph of "Omon Ra" may be the most accurate literary expression of existentialism ever written."

5. , (The Dark Herbalist Book #2)

Next, several representatives Russian LitRPG . Judging by the reviews, Mikhail Atamanov, a native of Grozny, the author of the Dark Herbalist series, knows a lot about goblins and gaming literature: "I strongly recommend giving this really unusual hero a chance to impress you!", "The book was excellent, even better." But not yet strong in English: "An excellent example of LitRPG, I liked it. As others have already commented, the ending is hasty, and the translation of slang and colloquial speech from Russian into English is inaccurate. I don't know if the author got tired of the series, or fired the translator and the last 5% of the book relied on Google Translate. Didn't like the Deus ex machina ending too much. But still 5 stars for the big boo. I hope the author continues the series from level 40 to level 250! I'll buy it."

4. , he is G. Akella, Steel Wolves of Craedia(Realm of Arkon #3)

Have you opened the book? Welcome to the online game "World of Arkon"! "I love it when an author grows and improves, and the book, the series, becomes more complex and detailed. After completing this book, I immediately began to reread it - perhaps the best compliment I could give the author."

"I highly recommend reading and complimenting the translator (despite the enigmatic Elven Presley!). The translation is not just a replacement of words, and here the translation of the content from Russian into English is done extremely well."

3. , (The Way of the Shaman Book #1)

"" Vasily Makhanenko collected a lot of positive reviews: "Excellent novel, one of my favorites! Treat yourself and read this series!", "I am very impressed with the book. The story and character progression are well written. I can't wait for the English version next book", "I've read everything and I want to continue the series!", "It was a great read. There were grammatical errors, usually a missing word or not quite accurate wording, but they were few and they were insignificant."

2. , (Play to Live #1)

The cycle "Play to Live" is based on a stunning collision that will leave few indifferent: the terminally ill guy Max (in the Russian version of the book "" - Gleb) goes into virtual reality in order to feel the pulse of life again in the Other World, to find friends, enemies and experience incredible adventures.

Sometimes readers grumble: “Max is ridiculously over-gifted. For example, he reaches level 50 in 2 weeks. He is the only one who creates the necessary item in a world with 48 million experienced gamers. But I can forgive all this: who wants to read a book about a gamer stuck on level 3 killing rabbits? This book is popcorn to read, pure junk food, and I enjoy it. From a Female Perspective, I would give the book a 3 out of 5: Everyday Misogyny. Max does some derogatory, supposedly funny comments about women, and the only female character is crying and having sex with Max. But overall, I would recommend this book to a gamer. It is pure pleasure."

"I have not read the author's biography, but judging by the book and the references, I am sure that he is Russian.<…>I have worked with many of them and have always enjoyed their company. They never get depressed. That's what I think makes this book amazing. The main character is told that he has an inoperable brain tumor. However, he's not overly depressed, doesn't complain, just evaluates options and lives in VR. A very good story. It is dark, but there is no evil in it."

1. , (Metro 2033 #1)

If you are familiar with modern Russian science fiction writers, it is not difficult to guess who will be at the top of our rating: translation of books into 40 languages, sales of 2 million copies - yes, this is Dmitry Glukhovsky! Odyssey in the scenery of the Moscow subway. " " is not a classic LitRPG, but the novel was created to symbiosis with a computer shooter. And if once the book promoted the game, now the game promotes the book. Translations, professional audiobooks, a website with a virtual tour of the stations - and a logical result: the "population" of the world created by Glukhovsky is growing every year.

"It's a fascinating journey. The characters are real. The ideologies of the various 'states' are believable. Unknown in the dark tunnels, the tension is to the point. By the end of the book, I was deeply impressed by the world the author created and how much I cared about the characters." "Russians know how to write apocalyptic, nightmarish stories. You only need to read The Strugatsky brothers' Roadside Picnic, Hansovsky's Day of Wrath, or see the amazing Letters of a Dead Man by Lopushansky to feel: they understand well what it means to live on the edge of the abyss. Claustrophobia and dangerous, frightening dead ends; Metro 2033 is a world of uncertainty and fear, straddling the line between survival and death."

Anna Karenina. Lev Tolstoy

The greatest love story of all time. A story that has not left the stage, filmed countless times - and still has not lost the boundless charm of passion - a destructive, destructive, blind passion - but all the more bewitching with its grandeur.