5 stars. No doubter.
There's something about an urban fantasy book that hits the mark. I don't know, maybe it's a type of ... scent even that has a mix of "what the hell is that?" topped off with a little spritz of "no fucking way" mixed in alongside a less-than-subtle hint of "oh yeah, that's the good stuff." Terrible metaphor, I know, but damn this was fun scheisse. Reading a book like this still remains the most fun you can have by yourself except for, you know, mini-golf.
Starting at the start, I have to say that the beginning of this 2nd tome is absolutely orgasmically kick-ass - which is followed at the VERY END by an equally climax-worthy kick-ass montage of kiss-assery. Now if you ignore the implied hard-to-get-clean splooshiness of those descriptions, seriously, if you dig the monsters / urban fantasy genre, you'll love how Bill - and Sweet Sally Sunshine - handle a little neighborhood tiff, a fight with a couple of Harry Potter rejects and, oh yeah, huge Mongolian (yes, it matters) assassins. So right off the bat (or steak / stake or other expensive stabbing stuff), this one was a blast and it just kept going. Heck, if you think that's enticing, well, a few pages in you get to the chapter that the writers of "Friends" would have called "The One About the Cat". I even read it twice and laughed louder the 2nd time. Yep, I also had to go sleep on the couch for my digressions at one in the morning, but hey, still: WORTH IT!
All kidding aside (for maybe, like, a sentence or two), this volume was just wonderful! It really upped both the prose - with a number of sections just begging to be labelled "eminently quotable" (I have no clue how to put this part in italics). Seriously, if you don't believe me, do a search for the description accompanying the phrase 'mall dwellers' and see if we're just not in a groove here! In addition, Gualtieri provides us with an abundance of excitement, as he adds layer upon layer of intrique to the rapidly expanding Universe at the center of which we find our main protagonist Bill and his adept skills of, well, deserving a smack or three. Delicious! And about the time you start puffing your chest out and saying 'ok, I've got this one sussed', well, guess what? You don't! Nor did I. Yeah, ok, that also makes no sense but whatevs...
Things are getting weird. But this is how vampire stories are supposed to be done. Chris Tullbane has got the West Coast well-covered, Scott Burtness brought it for the Midwest and now Rick Gualtieri is showing us how to do it in the Big Apple. Of course, 2 of these 3 writers are about to pick up and do some serious travelling, so my advice is just go read them ALL before it gets too wild and you find yourself lost on Google Maps! Ciao!