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The Vampire Wusstat Reviewer David D. Warner left the following on April 21, 04: The Vampire Wusstat While 2003 was chock full of horrors and major disappointments in the realms of politics and popular culture, it had one thing going for it ... after last year, we will no longer have to fear being subjected to any more ostentatious Anne Rice vampire and witch novels around the end of October. For more than two decades, those of us who enjoyed the original installments in Rice's creative series returned to her books again and again, often hitting paydirt. But more often of late, we found ourselves getting far less in return for our time and money than we expected. And with the arrival of the 1990s, picking up a Rice novel was more akin to stumbling upon a train wreck -- it was wretched, but we couldn't turn our heads away. Now, however, our favorite Queen of Halloween has officially announced that both of her popular series, The Vampire Chronicles and The Lives of the Mayfair Witches, are whole and complete with the publication of her latest autoerotic novena BLOOD CANTICLE. I finished reading it just this past weekend and I have to tell you, it was probably the dullest and most pretentious of the entire lot (save for that completely self-indulgent BLOOD AND GOLD installment that was nothing more than a pulpy rehash of THE VAMPIRE LESTAT). My hard-earned $25 would have been better spent on gin, cigarettes, and porn. I thought BLOOD CANTICLE was not only extremely disappointing as the swan-song episode of Rice's two-decade homage to the macabre, but also whiny, affected, uninspired, and poorly written. I could have written a better final installment myself ... even if I'd never read the rest of her series. For her diehard fans, Rice provides absolutely no closure. Her heroes, antiheroes, villains, vampires, witches, monsters, ghosts, and saints act and react entirely out of character with the personalities Rice established in previous editions. And most of her major protagonists are left dangling, or worse, absent completely. Clearly, what started out with a bang, has ended with a barely audible hiss ... and the contemptible, lingering odor of bad flatulence. Instead of prodding us with incessant prattle about Lestat wanting to be a saint, perhaps Rice should have adopted the old adage, "It's better to quit while you're ahead!" as Lestat's farewell banner. Or maybe it would be more fitting for Rice to simply change the name of her beloved antihero to Wuss-stat ... and then perhaps it would all make more sense! Was this review helpful to you? :) Post a comment in response: |
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