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dark emotional sad medium-paced
informative

this was so informative and a depressing read 😩😩 the level of frustration I feel towards lenin is hard to put into words and if only rasputin had never existed, the world could’ve healed

Nicholas and Alexandra is a brilliantly written biography about the Romanov family. I started reading this book thinking that it was a historical fiction based on the family. I never read non-fiction, as I often find it too dry. However, once I realized that I was in fact reading a biography, it didn't matter, because I was hooked. Massie's writing humanizes the family and all the other people involved in this tragic tale. He masterfully uses primary sources to provide a rich context for the history. I found myself enthralled in the fate of this family, and not only did I learn quite a bit about Russian history and culture, but I learned an enormous amount about world events during the early 1900s as he painted the picture of the larger socio-political scene this drama was a part of.

If you are fascinated with rich history, I cannot recommend this book enough. Even if non-fiction isn't for you!
informative reflective medium-paced

I love books about royal families, and I love them even more when they feature freaky religious sex-maniacs that are tough to kill. The author is very sympathetic to the Imperial family, and quotes extensively from their diaries and private correspondence, giving a nice sense of their personalities and relationships. The last section is a frustrating move through a million missed opportunities to save the royal family, and the ending (as you know) is not so happy.

The keyword to Massie, whose son also suffered from hemophilia, is sympathy. Even Bolshevik guards warmed to the tender family life of the Tsar who'd been a good constitutional monarch, but was unwilling until too late to reform his inherited autocracy.

Written like a glittering painting, this is not factual history but a bard's tale.

How true love destroyed a country. Love for each other and love for their sick son helped them turn a blind eye to a mad man and then to everyone who would stop him.

The book that made me fall in love with Russia. Read sometime in the late 70's

DNF at 35% bc i am so damn bored

I read this decades ago and found in reading it now a new and greater appreciation for the writing, the research, the "characters" and their story. What struck me most was my own emotional journey while reading this. Alexandra was terribly miscast in her role as tsaritsa as was Nicholas as tsar. As individuals they were perfectly attractive and honorable family people. As emperor and empress of a sprawling, chaotic and heterogenous empire of peoples they were an unmitigated disaster. Anachronistic, autocratic in a world of emerging representative government, religiously captive, extravagant and bejewled among a lanf of peasangry, blind to their own faults and poorly educated for the modern world they were further doomed by their inability to see reality outside their compound. That said, Massie's narrative of the final months of their lives, the failure of efforts to save them and the mindless, soulless brutality of their murders was shocking even after all this time.