
Author: Amor Towles
Genre: Historical fiction
Rating: 4.5/5
# pages: 482
Date read: February, 2018
On 21 June 1922 Count Alexander Rostov - recipient of the Order of Saint Andrew, member of the Jockey Club, Master of the Hunt - is escorted out of the Kremlin, across Red Square and through the elegant revolving doors of the Hotel Metropol.
But instead of being taken to his usual suite, he is led to an attic room with a window the size of a chessboard. Deemed an unrepentant aristocrat by a Bolshevik tribunal, the Count has been sentenced to house arrest indefinitely.
While Russia undergoes decades of tumultuous upheaval, the Count, stripped of the trappings that defined his life, is forced to question what makes us who we are. And with the assistance of a glamorous actress, a cantankerous chef and a very serious child, Rostov unexpectedly discovers a new understanding of both pleasure and purpose.
What a brilliant book! Not your usual "comfort read", but I'd still characterize it as such. With very few exceptions, I loved all of the characters, finding them charming or interesting or both! It's a fun "Robinson Crusoe"-type book about a man who has to learn how to make a single hotel his entire life. I enjoyed reading how he managed to define a place for himself, and how he made friends - and even family - among the employees and guests of the hotel.
Unlike any book I've ever read before, but I greatly enjoyed it.