howie904's review against another edition
3.0
It is interesting to look at Tolstoys life after reading War and Peace and Anna Karenina since Tolstoy draws on so much from his real life for the characters in those books.
The biography took me a long time to finish and I needed to read other books in between sections to prevent burnout but overall it was a worthwhile read.
Tolstoy's written ideals matched up against his real life make an interesting comparison. He created more or less a Christian cult preaching love, self-sacrifice, non-violence, living by your means, not owning anything. Yet his own life was marked by wealth and his family situation was not filled with love or peace.
It was also interesting that as I learned about Tolstoy I was also learning about Russia as a whole as Tolstoy interacted with the great Russian artists, monarchs, and politicians of that time.
The biography took me a long time to finish and I needed to read other books in between sections to prevent burnout but overall it was a worthwhile read.
Tolstoy's written ideals matched up against his real life make an interesting comparison. He created more or less a Christian cult preaching love, self-sacrifice, non-violence, living by your means, not owning anything. Yet his own life was marked by wealth and his family situation was not filled with love or peace.
It was also interesting that as I learned about Tolstoy I was also learning about Russia as a whole as Tolstoy interacted with the great Russian artists, monarchs, and politicians of that time.
dhilderbrand's review against another edition
I'm reading this biography while reading Anna Karenina.
fahad's review against another edition
5.0
I don't read biographies but this isn't a book like that at all. Brilliant.
nwhyte's review against another edition
2.0
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Having immensely appreciated both War and Peace and Anna Karenina in recent years, I picked this book up to try and get acquainted with the great author.
Oh dear.
Tolstoy was a truly awful person. Having had a couple of (extraordinary) literary successes, he set himself up as a political prophet and became the centre of a cult following which does not appear to have embarrassed him in the slightest. His disciples were in constant conflict with his wife and family as to who controlled access to the great man and who could profit from his literary endeavours. He was entirely capable of writing an essay on how important it is to put sex aside only to then immediately go and impregnate poor Sonya for the umpteenth time. The story of the last few years of his life is a tedious tit-for-tat in his entourage, enlivened by the occasional bit of actual writing.
Henri Troyat (real name Lev Tarasov) ducks almost all of these issues. The biography relies too heavily on the copious written materials left by Tolsty and his family and fans, and never steps back to consider where we have come from. One telling example: in the account of Tolstoy's wedding to Sonya, Troyat lets slip that the great man had already had a son with Axinya, one of the serfs on the family estate - and there is no further examination of this, apart from its effect on Sonya's state of mind (already somewhat perturbed by reading Tolstoy's secret diaries, a detail later written into Anna Karenina).
I am sure that better biographies of Tolstoy have since been written. But I'm not sure I would want to read them.
Having immensely appreciated both War and Peace and Anna Karenina in recent years, I picked this book up to try and get acquainted with the great author.
Oh dear.
Tolstoy was a truly awful person. Having had a couple of (extraordinary) literary successes, he set himself up as a political prophet and became the centre of a cult following which does not appear to have embarrassed him in the slightest. His disciples were in constant conflict with his wife and family as to who controlled access to the great man and who could profit from his literary endeavours. He was entirely capable of writing an essay on how important it is to put sex aside only to then immediately go and impregnate poor Sonya for the umpteenth time. The story of the last few years of his life is a tedious tit-for-tat in his entourage, enlivened by the occasional bit of actual writing.
Henri Troyat (real name Lev Tarasov) ducks almost all of these issues. The biography relies too heavily on the copious written materials left by Tolsty and his family and fans, and never steps back to consider where we have come from. One telling example: in the account of Tolstoy's wedding to Sonya, Troyat lets slip that the great man had already had a son with Axinya, one of the serfs on the family estate - and there is no further examination of this, apart from its effect on Sonya's state of mind (already somewhat perturbed by reading Tolstoy's secret diaries, a detail later written into Anna Karenina).
I am sure that better biographies of Tolstoy have since been written. But I'm not sure I would want to read them.
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