Novel of the week: The Last Werewolf by Glen Duncan
Duncan's book is proof “that genre fiction can still rip with verve, philosophy, gristle, and gore,” said Karen R. Long in the Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Jake Marlowe, the last werewolf on Earth, has a serious case of vampire envy, said Jessica Ferri in NPR.org. Whereas his blood-sucking counterparts are regarded as “paragons of refinement,” werewolves are usually seen as mere terrors. Not that this stops Jake from being a ladies’ man—though he’s been unwilling to get attached since he killed and ate his beloved wife in 1842. Glen Duncan’s half-canine protagonist has been seeking self-knowledge ever since, but he’s grown so weary that he’s about to let authorities hunt him down when a twist of fate causes him to reconsider. Stephenie Meyer should be “placed in a cell somewhere and forced to retype The Last Werewolf,” said Karen R. Long in the Cleveland Plain Dealer. The author of the popular Twilight vampire series could learn a lot from Duncan’s word craft—his prose “acts like teeth at one’s throat.” His book is proof “that genre fiction can still rip with verve, philosophy, gristle, and gore.”