Even the legendary Anne Rice is capable of the occasional stinker. Several of the one-off Vampire Chronicle books were less than exciting, and the cynical fan may even call them "cash ins".
Add Blackwood Farm to that list.
Before purchasing, know that Lestat is a very minor character, appearing in less than 5% of the novel.
No, this is the story of a recently turned vampire, and his mortal upbringing on the lush estate outside of New Orleans.
Quinn is a spoiled, pampered brat who lives a privileged life surrounded by doting women and servants.
He is soft and forever whining, and his 80 year-old Aunt Queen treats him like a porcelain doll.
If you are familiar with The Chronicles, consider this: Quinn makes Louis look like a cross between Clint Eastwood and Charles Bronson. In the time before Cancel Culture, he would have been called a sissy.
The majority of the book describes day to day operations at sprawling Blackwood Farm, where Quinn has to make some very difficult decisions; who to sleep with, when to start drinking, and if he should go on a sprawling tour of Europe.
Aunt Queen proves to be the most memorable of Blackwood Farms' inhabitants. The remaining ensemble mostly forgettable.
What I found most impressive was Rice's ability to turn a potential Snoozefest into a tolerable (if immediately forgettable) story, just interesting enough to keep the page turning.
Hard-core fans who find Rice infallible will force the story into greatness.
Her more casual readers will see it for what it is.
And that isn't much.