When I found this when I was fourteen, it was great; smut, vampires, smut, vampires, Russia, Venice, smut. Upon rereading four years later, I find it to be... well, overrated. Anne Rice is a good writer, no doubt, but certainly not one of the greatest. The previous Vampire Chronicle novels were fairly stand-alone, but this happens during the end of Memnoch the Devil, and since I didn't like...
more When I found this when I was fourteen, it was great; smut, vampires, smut, vampires, Russia, Venice, smut. Upon rereading four years later, I find it to be... well, overrated. Anne Rice is a good writer, no doubt, but certainly not one of the greatest. The previous Vampire Chronicle novels were fairly stand-alone, but this happens during the end of Memnoch the Devil, and since I didn't like Memnoch/hadn't reread, I was lost in "present" part of the book for a while.
Armand got whinier and more obnoxious in my eyes, and this was when I hopped of the Anne Rice bandwagon, as the books got too religious for me. Sorry, but when you make your name on homosexual/incestuous vampire smut, it just doesn't sit well when the books take a sudden U-turn into Christianity.
Also, the older and more powerful the vampires get, the less I could relate to them. For some reason, as the series progressed, I found myself less and less involved in the books because the characters had transcended most emotions and just kind of focused on superiority to mortals, and their own depression. Gah, sorry this was such a long, negative review. :(
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