In The Undead, a filmmaker gets caught in the Kremlin's dark games
It's been two weeks since I finished reading Svetlana Satchkova's The Undead, and the novel continues to haunt me. Not just because of its supernatural element—though the supernatural sits at its core in the form of a horror film about Lenin, the dead Soviet leader, coming back to life to lead an army of ghouls—but because the pages capture the terrifying reality of living in an increasingly totalitarian state.












