Feb 22, 2014

Poppy Z. Brite: Lost Souls

I haven’t read anything so cruel yet captivating in a long while. The book is one jaw-dropping maelstrom of blood, sex, addictive substances, violence, loneliness, madness and music.
It is not probably for the faint of heart but I can assure you there is nothing like it out there. Honestly, the author presents all those tabooish subjects with such ease that at the end you don’t mind the crazy vampire father sleeping with his own son. No, it’s somehow right in this world.
The vampires are a separate race; they procreate - creating a new generation which will claw its way out of their mother’s wombs; the oldest ones have retracting teeth and have strictly liquid diet and allergy to the sun, the younger having more benefits minus the cool fangs – they just file their teeth to look more like their forefathers; they can suck blood or just your essence etc. but the book is focused on a group of five blood drinkers – one lunatic Zillah with his two vagabond mates Twig and Molochai, one lonely weary Christian and Zillah’s newly found son Nothing.
We are taken on one hell of a trip to New Orleans and back home with two mortal musicians from the band called Lost Souls? - just because their music attracted a soon-to-be vampire who somehow attracted his long lost family and then all the hell broke loose.
The characters keep losing things – illusions, childhood, sanity, last link to humanity, lovers, lives – just name it. I could go on about how fascinating the novel is but I want you to go to your nearest bookshop and get a copy for yourself. Read it! I mean it – I have no idea how I spent twenty-five years of my life not knowing about this novel.
I think that to the bunch of classic vampires whom none of us will ever forget (Dracula, Carmilla, Lestat and Louis) one name will carve itself into the soft tissue of our mushy brains right next to them – Zillah the beautiful green-eyed monster.
No idea what I’m talking about? Never heard of him and don’t know why he should be in the vampire hall of fame? Just read it and you’ll understand! 

GENRE: crazy road trip whirlwind in your head
FANGS OUT: original
FANGS RETRACTING: ha, some characters wish they could slide ‘em in and out at will and not be bothered with razors
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