Friday, July 6, 2012
The Last Werewolf by Glen Duncan
Title: The Last Werewolf
Author: Glen Duncan
Rating: 2/5 stars
Words commonly used to describe The Last Werewolf: "sexy", "quirky", "brilliant", "glorious", "witty,"... the list goes on and on, and I'm left wondering if I actually read the same book as everyone else. There wasn't one thing that I found in the book that made me think this was something even remotely warranted the kind of praise listed above.
Jake is the last werewolf alive, and after nearly 200 years of living, and knowing he is now the last of his kind, he's ready to die. He is being hunted by an organization that wants to see him dead, and he's ready to let them have their way. The ennui in this book practically drips off the page, and I actually found myself wishing he'd just commit suicide and save everybody, me included, the trouble of having to finish the story. The first part of the book was absolutely tedious reading, but I stuck with it, thinking there was something that was going to grab me and pull me in, since so many people are just batshit over this book.
Unfortunately, it wasn't until the last 1/3 of the book that anything picks up, and by that point, I just didn't give a shit what happened to Jake anymore. I found the ending fairly predictable and nothing shocked me about it.
Needless to say, I don't know that I'll be picking anything by Glen Duncan up any time soon. I'm giving the book 2 stars, only because if the first 2/3 of the book were written like the last 1/3, I think I may have enjoyed it more. Maybe.