In Soviet Moscow, God is dead, but the devil - to say nothing of his retinue of demons, from a loudmouthed, gun-toting tomcat, to the fanged fallen angel Koroviev - is very much alive. As death and destruction spread through the city like wildfire, condemning Moscow's cultural elite to prison cells and body bags.
Reissues of some Bulgakov classics. 'Bulgakov is richly inventive, with an eye for the grotesque and the satirical' Joyce Carol Oates.
