Sergei Dovlatov€s subtle, dark-edged humor and wry observations are in full force in The Suitcase as he examines eight objects€"the items he brought with him in his luggage upon his emigration from the U.S.S.R. These seemingly undistinguished possessions, stuffed into a worn-out suitcase, take on a riotously funny life of their own as Dovlatov inventories the circumstances under which he acquired them, occasioning a brilliant series of interconnected tales: A poplin shirt evokes the bittersweet story of a courtship and marriage, while a pair of boots (of the kind only the Nomenklatura can afford) calls up the hilarious conclusion to an official banquet. Some driving gloves€"remnants of Dovlatov€s short-lived acting career€"share space with neon-green crepe socks, reminders of a failed black-market scam. And in curious juxtaposition, the belt from a prison guard€s uniform lies next to a stained jacket that once belonged to Fernand L©ger.

Imbued with a comic nostalgia overlaid with Dovlatov€s characteristically dry wit, The Suitcase is an intensely human, delightfully ironic novel from €œthe finest Soviet satirist to appear in English since Vladimir Voinovich.€