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11 of 11 people found the following review helpful:
1.0 out of 5 stars
A Vast Disappointment, December 21, 2001
It's a given that The Last Vampire is a sequel to The Hunger, and therefore there is some expectation that it comes with a built in audience of those who enjoyed the first book. That said, it is a complete mystery to me how an author could set out to capitalize on the fame of a previous book by completely ignoring the lyrical tone of the first, utterly disregarding the original character development, and apparently not bothered to reread original for continuity between the first and second books. Miriam Blaylock in The Hunger is a creature of utter self possession and control. She is methodical, calmly ruthless, and performs her kills with dispatch and a certain degree of detachment. We're given that her kills occur on an unvarying schedule, and aside from this periodic need, she can move seamlessly in human society, unaffected by her "hunger." Even in a life threatening situation, she remains coolly calculating, and this is a part of her appeal and power. In contrast, the Miriam of The Last Vampire responds to changing situations with panic, carelessness, and relies more on her physiology to extricate herself from situations rather than the force of her intelligence and personality. She is a considerably weaker character in the sequel than in the original. Moreover, she seems continually overwhelmed by the appetizing odor of humans, and seems to find it difficult to resist consuming them at inappropriate times - a condition we previously saw only in the collapsing condition of John Blaylock, the human made vampire at the end of his life cycle in The Hunger. The continuity between the two books is odd, to say the least. I have no problem with the introduction of the concept of humans as a crop cultivated for the consumption of the Keepers, as vampires are referred to in this volume. This idea was never touched upon in the original, but it's introduction does not clash in any way with the previous book. Where things go astray is in the rich background detail that gave so much character and nuance to The Hunger. In The Hunger, we're given that Miriam's mother died in the "dangerous" act of childbirth, in a tent just outside pre-dynastic Egypt (approximately 6000 years ago). In the Last Vampire, Miriam's mother dies burned at the stake outside Dresden in 1761, and childbirth, far from being a life threatening prospect, is something Miriam is eagerly courting. Likewise, rather than perishing in the Mediterranean while saving Miriam from drowning in ancient times, her father dies saving humans from the Hindenburg in 1937. In The Hunger, we're told that Eumenes is Miriam's first human lover made into a vampire, salvaged from the crucified army of Spartacus after several days on the cross, chosen for his obvious will to survive. In The Last Vampire, Eumenes is Miriam's husband, born a vampire, who loses the will to live when their child is stillborn, and starves himself. Over and over, these character points seem oddly inverted from their original source. Had the sequel been written by someone other than Strieber, the author would have been excoriated for failing to familiarize himself with the source material before attempting a sequel. What can be said of an author who cares so little for his own work that he doesn't bother to refamiliarize himself with an earlier piece in order to avoid errors in continuity and characterization in a sequel? Even some of the smaller details are jarring - for instance, when Miriam, who in this book cannot seem to keep up with the times and speaks archaic French, refers to her mother as "mom," an entirely modernistic expression. As for the larger plot points...well, the plot is rather thin, and not deeply engaging. Overall, what is lacking in The Last Vampire is a quality that made The Hunger memorable - an aura of hypnotic seduction, drawing both the victim and the reader in. Here, the overall sense is hurried, shallow, and none of the characters evokes even the smallest sense of empathy in the reader. A vast disappointment. Strieber is capable of better than this.
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