This was the book that finally steered me away from Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles. The first two were good. What started out as an interesting series dives head first into soft core homosexual porn by the time you get to this book. It's cringe to say the least. If you're in it for the history and the vampires, beware. Sure, Interview with the Vampire and The Vampire Lestat have tinges of sexuality, but it never took away from the story. This is just total gayness. Nothing wrong with that, but the entire theme of horror, mystery, historic fiction, everything that made Interview so great is gone. It's been washed away by naked guys groping each other. Queen of the Damned and its hate for men kind of nose dived us here to this point, where any and all masculinity is geared towards homoerotica.