Ge's Last Supper, a painting Dostoevsky hated, according to a footnote

Oh god, Cohen's words,

Some women wait for Jesus, and some women wait for Cain
So I hang upon my altar
And I hoist my axe again
And I take the one who finds me back to where it all began
When Jesus was the honeymoon
And Cain was just the man
And we read from pleasant Bibles that are bound in blood and skin
That the wilderness is gathering
All its children back again

Yeah, like that.

Why did he hate it?

It’s beautifully done