Tag Archives: Master and Margarita

This is a story that can be read on several levels, the simplest of which is The Devil Comes to Georgia (sic) and therefore a revelation of human nature and what it will do to achieve a desire or maintain … Continue reading → Continue reading →

1.  I do not quite "get" what happened to the end, with the Master and Margarita and will go back and read that short chapter again. 2.  In the epilogue which relates the aftermath, there is a hunt on for … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Without a complete understanding Bulgakov’s Russia, I still get the feeling that as Margarita and the Master ride away from Moscow with the devil, each represents a part of the Russian people.  The rebellion of Margarita–who tired of putting on … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Without a more complete understanding of Russian history and sociological background, I realize that I am missing much of the more subtle metaphors in this fantasy, and there is as well the different slant that more contemporary (as well as … Continue reading → Continue reading →

These last two chapters relate back to the story of Pontius Pilate and the execution of Yeshua, supposedly the story rewritten by the Master, the novel that was partially destroyed by fire and salvaged by the devil at Margarita’s bequest. … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Back in history with Chapter XXV to Pontius Pilate, and the scenario of Pilate waiting for word of the deed being done, while a thunderstorm rages overhead. Were it not for the roar of the water, the claps of thunder … Continue reading →

These last few chapters, the beginning of Part 2 of the novel, had been quite a ride.  The story line at this point focuses on Margarita and her goal to find her lover, the Master, and she makes a deal … Continue reading → Continue reading →

If you read only one chapter of this novel, Chapter XXII, Satan’s Grand Ball, would be the one to do. One after the other, three coffins tumbled out of the fireplace, splitting open and breaking apart on impact, then someone … Continue reading → Continue reading →

No, really.  If you haven’t come to accept and love the bizarre by now, you may as well just close the book. Margarita jumped off her broom, and the stone landing felt pleasantly cool against the soles of her inflamed … Continue reading → Continue reading →

One of the themes I see in this novel is the one of good versus evil; obvious, since both the devil and Jesus Christ are metaphorically referenced.  But there is more to the repression of Russia’s common folk than temptation … Continue reading → Continue reading →

So that’s what happens on vacation: you still read, but you don’t bother writing about it.  A couple things that struck me particularly in this reading: And suddenly they started singing the second verse as if of their own accord, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Actually a bit beyond the midpoint, but Bulgakov makes it a focus of change: We have no idea whether there were any other strange occurrences in Moscow that night, and we have no intention of trying to find out, since … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Obviously this novel is full of it, but Bulgakov, much like Marquez, makes it so enjoyable:      (…) there in a leather armchair, sobbing uncontrollably and clutching a wet handkerchief, her head thrown back and her legs stretched out … Continue reading → Continue reading →