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raye_sneq 's review for:
The Tale of the Body Thief
by Anne Rice
2.5 stars. Below is spoiler central btw.
If only I could treat this like a curate's egg type experience and just list the pros and cons! Unfortunately the cons are two terribly poorly judged sequences where our supposed hero sexually assaults a waitress in a tremendously upsetting scene, and then goes on to have an unconvincing affair with a nun. Not much to be said about that except the former is as bad as it sounds and the second is nothing like as fun as you might expect.
It's a shame because among the philosophy and theology and horror is an absolute preposterous series of farcical absurdities. Here Lestat has a mid life crisis, pees all over himself, gets a dog, reveals he has a little old lady tenant who loves him because he never cashes her rent cheques, nearly craps his pants, attempts suicide, kisses the dog a lot, makes scathing comments about the décor of the QEII, takes a trip on the QEII, discovers a love for orange juice, gets a tan, buys a fax machine, burns Louis' house down in a fit of pique, talks about wanting to kiss monkeys, exclaims fondly about Armand, practically begs an old British dude to bang him, vows never to eat any of the Interview With The Vampire fandom, recommits to evil, forms a polycule, and gets sassed by Marius in a moment so funny it almost made me like the old creep. Almost.
I'm not going to write any serious account of the plot because it is far too silly. The high point is maybe Lestat writing to David about Rembrandt, or the two of them in David's library. If i ever reread it I will simply skip the ill-judged/nasty as hell heterosexual parts and it will be a four star read.
If only I could treat this like a curate's egg type experience and just list the pros and cons! Unfortunately the cons are two terribly poorly judged sequences where our supposed hero sexually assaults a waitress in a tremendously upsetting scene, and then goes on to have an unconvincing affair with a nun. Not much to be said about that except the former is as bad as it sounds and the second is nothing like as fun as you might expect.
It's a shame because among the philosophy and theology and horror is an absolute preposterous series of farcical absurdities. Here Lestat has a mid life crisis, pees all over himself, gets a dog, reveals he has a little old lady tenant who loves him because he never cashes her rent cheques, nearly craps his pants, attempts suicide, kisses the dog a lot, makes scathing comments about the décor of the QEII, takes a trip on the QEII, discovers a love for orange juice, gets a tan, buys a fax machine, burns Louis' house down in a fit of pique, talks about wanting to kiss monkeys, exclaims fondly about Armand, practically begs an old British dude to bang him, vows never to eat any of the Interview With The Vampire fandom, recommits to evil, forms a polycule, and gets sassed by Marius in a moment so funny it almost made me like the old creep. Almost.
I'm not going to write any serious account of the plot because it is far too silly. The high point is maybe Lestat writing to David about Rembrandt, or the two of them in David's library. If i ever reread it I will simply skip the ill-judged/nasty as hell heterosexual parts and it will be a four star read.