Book review - Metro 2033 (Dmitry Glukhovsky)

Ordered this from the library and was pleased from the start. Not overjoyed, but definitely pleased. Well-written Sovietist post-apocalyptic kill-fests do that for me. But it actually grows on you the further you get into it. Layer upon layer of dark dank gloom building into a slow pervasive claustrophobia. Probably not a coincidence that I had a fair few bad dreams with this as my bedtime reading. The ruins of civilisation, the grim horror of the survivors, the obsessive detail of a metro system that in our normal everyday life would seem fairly homogeneous and barely noticeable. And the multitude of ways that the human psyche tries to eke meaning, mysticism and a greater purpose out of even the most hopeless and terminal of existences.