Lives of the Non-Saints: Adventures in dystopia with Svetlana Satchkova's The Undead
Dystopias are lands without innocents. A suspended sentence hangs in Damoclean splendor over everyone, provoking the kind of purposefully anodyne behavior that only the terrified or self-convicted can ever truly practice. This is called anticipatory obedience by some, survival by others, and complicity by the self-righteous, the recklessly brave, and the stone-throwing outsider. These are easy categories from which to recruit a Winston Smith (Orwell’s 1984), a D-503 (Zamyatin’s We) or a Katniss Everdeen (do I have to speak its name?). What you’re far more unlikely to find in the ranks of glorious dystopian heroes and antiheroes is a Maya Kotova.













