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With Pandora, Anne Rice began a magnificent new series of vampire novels. Now, in the second of her New Tales of the Vampires, she tells the mesmerizing story of Vittorio, a vampire in the Italian Age of Gold. Educated in the Florence of Cosimo de' Medici, trained in knighthood at his father's mountaintop castle, Vittorio inhabits a world of courtly splendor and country pleasures--a world suddenly threatened when his entire family is confronted by an unholy power. In the midst of this upheaval, Vittorio is seduced by the vampire Ursula, the most beautiful of his supernatural enemies. As he sets out in pursuit of vengeance, entering the nightmarish Court of the Ruby Grail, increasingly more enchanted (and confused) by his love for the mysterious Ursula, he finds himself facing demonic adversaries, war and political intrigue. Against a backdrop of the wonders--both sacred and profane--and the beauty and ferocity of Renaissance Italy, Anne Rice creates a passionate and tragic legend of doomed young love and lost innocence.… (more)
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In the midst of this upheaval, Vittorio
Against a backdrop of the wonders -- both sacred and profane -- and the beauty and ferocity of Renaissance Italy, Anne Rice creates a passionate and tragic legend of doomed young love and lost innocence.
Not great. Initially I thought it might be ok, but with the angels and such, boring. In fact,
Characters: A
Style: The plot is too weak to carry the story, and the descriptions weigh it down further. The setting in Renaissance Italy could have been so much more interesting than it is if it had been fleshed out a little more. The religious aspect is not as heavily enforced as in later books, but it is enough to suffocate the writing.
Plus: Occasional nice writing. No re-telling of past books.
Minus: The book fails to generate any interest whatsoever. Turning the last page is done with a faint feeling of relief that the boredom is finally over.
Summary: It's not really part of the Vampire Chronicles, and needs to be read only for completion's sake.
I know Anne Rice to be better than this and I'm convinced that she wasn't 100% into this story or idea, otherwise it would have been much better. Try any other book by her and I'm sure you'll be pleased, but I wouldn't waste my time with this one.
Also i found it refreshing to read a totally new vampires tale,without referencing her characters from the chronicles.
As in Memnoch the devil, Rice explores the dynamics
2 stars
This was my first Anne Rice novel. The story follows Vittorio in his quest to avenge his family, murdered at the hands of vampires. The start looked promising but took a nosedive. It lacked action. Two kids kicking a ball back and forth to each other could
Early Anne Rice novels, the first Lestat books in particular, carried you along in wonderment at a new view of the world, but that wonder has
Wondering about your place in the world is all very well, but most of us grow out of it in our teens. Maybe that's why these Vampires do little more than gaze at their own navels - they are emotionally stunted.
Too much new-gothic lounging and not enough plot.
But clearly she was not finished with the creatures of the night. Told in the first person, we meet Vittorio on the first page, and he proceeds to recount how he came to receive the Dark Gift. Born to a noble family in the country side of Renaissance Italy, he is one of those incredibly handsome youths Rice loves to describe in detail. And put through hell, which occurs when young Vittorio’s family is massacred in the night by an army of “demons” who stalk the countryside, demanding a payment in flesh from the nobility and commoners alike in order to be left in peace. Of course these monsters turn out to be vampires, and only Vittorio survives because one their number, a female, takes yen to him. The young man vows revenge, and sets out to make it happen, but it is a journey which takes some interesting twists and turns. A journey that includes a prosperous town with no sick, feeble, beggars, or criminals; the Court of the Ruby Grail, where scores of vampires worship Lucifer, and feed upon captive humans kept in a “coop;” Renaissance Florence, where guardian angels walk the streets, and do their best to keep foolish mortals, including Fra Filippo Lippi, an artist whose work Vittorio particularly admires, from their worst instincts. Along the way, Vittorio encounters the vampire Lord Florian, whose offer of immortality he contemptuously rejects; the armor wearing angel Mastrema, who ultimately aides him in his quest for vengeance; and Ursula, the centuries old vampire child bride. It is love at first sight for Vittorio and Ursula, and his weakness for her proves to be his undoing.
A lot of Rice fans gave this book a negative review; especially when it was first published. It seems they wanted more Lestat, and Louis, and Armand, and the Talemasca, and would settle for nothing less. But I enjoyed it if for no other reason than that she reigned in her penchant for long passages of prose stuffed with adjectives and minute details, though she did her homework when it came to Renaissance Italy, and imparts plenty of knowledge on the reader – it never overwhelms the story. There are also no flashbacks within flashbacks that have become a Rice trope, as at no point in the book do two characters sit down and have a very long conversation where one goes on for 500 pages regaling the other with back story. In her depiction of the town of Santa Maddalana, Rice is saying something about prosperity and the price those deemed of no value pay for it. This book is also blessedly free of the kinky or off putting sexual elements that too often turned up in the Mayfair books. I thought her depictions of the Court of the Ruby Grail, and the cavorting vampires there to be some of Rice’s best work; so too the sections where Vittorio returns there to get his revenge. And in Vittorio and Ursula, Rice has created two of her more likable lead characters.
The best compliment I could pay VITTORIO THE VAMPIRE is that it could have been the basis for a great film directed by Mario Bava. Sadly, he was long dead by the time this book was published, but if anyone does not understand, or doubt what I am talking about, check out Bava’s classic Italian horror films, BLACK SUNDAY and BLACK SABBATH, and you’ll see what I mean. It is my hope that if we ever get that TV adaptation of The Vampire Chronicles, then we’ll get to see Vittorio and Urusla.