Rasputin and Other Ironies

[Teffi's] sense of the big things of life somehow disguised in the small... her recollections of [Lenin]... are riveting [and] penetrating Financial Times [Teffi's work is] amazingly modern, as easy to devour as, well, a box of chocolates -- Rachel Cooke Observer Modern Ukraine could do with some reporters as wise and humane as Teffi Literary Review By bringing together Teffi's Memories... and her other autobiographical pieces and reminiscences, collected in Rasputin, the editors present a different Teffi - a chronicler of the tragedy of the Russian revolution The World Today A master of the short form... the rediscovery of Teffi has to rank high in the achievements of Pushkin Press, alongside their championing of Stefan Zweig and Gaito Gazdanov Kaggsy's Bookish Ramblings Teffi can write in more registers than you might think, and is capable of being heartbreaking as well as very funny. I wish she were still alive, and I could have met her... I can't recommend her strongly enough -- Nicholas Lezard Guardian Her range is as broad as her prose is buoyant New Statesman A gifted satirist and social observer -- Eileen Battersby Irish Times Teffi's brilliance at capturing the dark comedy of her milieu should no longer prevent her from being recognized as an important European writer TLS Like Nabokov, Platonov, and many other great Russian prose writers, Teffi was a poet who turned to prose but continued to write with a poet's sensitivity to tone and rhythm. Like Chekhov, she fuses wit, tragedy, and a remarkable capacity for observation; there are few human weaknesses she did not relate to with compassion and understanding -- Robert Chandler New Yorker A joy to read Shiny New Books Teffi was not only a great wit and an impeccable stylist, but one of the twentieth century's most perceptive and clear-headed observers PEN Atlas [Conveys] Teffi's characteristic mixture of precision, comic timing and evasiveness Times Literary Supplement Virtually unknown in English until this series of translations by Pushkin Press -- Peter Pomerantsev London Review of Books