SELL US THE ROPE

Fiction mingles with fact in this offbeat account of the young Joseph Stalin rubbing up against leading Marxists in London in 1907.

Turned away by Denmark and Sweden, Russian revolutionaries including Rosa Luxemburg, Leon Trotsky, and Maxim Gorky have converged on foggy and filthy London for the 5th Congress of the Russian Social Democratic and Labour Party. Stalin, going by the name Koba (after the Robin Hood of Georgian folklore), is a monster in the making at age 29, "eyes burning from beneath a perpetual frown." His words to live by: “Don't allow yourself the luxury of mercy.” But he also can be, of all things, a mensch in protecting an abused boy in whom he sees reflections of his own childhood. And he’s a lovable loser in his flirtation with 19-year-old Elli Vuokko, a (fictional) Finnish lathe worker who is funny, spirited, and possibly more calculating than him. “Free nations can only evolve out of streams of blood!” she declares, playing to the crowd. But though the novel exposes the stark contradictions of communism at every turn, May is less interested in political theory than comic spectacle: “The future is arriving and it is wearing skirts and knows how to dislocate your shoulders.” That said, Koba’s past deeds, one in particular, darken the narrative. “The living come and go, but the dead never leave you,” he says. “Everyone you kill hangs around, plucking at your sleeve, wanting to be acknowledged, refusing to be forgotten.”

A subtly menacing portrayal of the future tyrant and mass killer.