'Blood Noir' is my last Anita Blake novel. It's been a long road, but I will follow it no longer.
I've read the series from the beginning. I got as far as I did because the first books were fun. Anita was an engaging, funny, interesting character, and her situation had tension and mystery and suspense. There was danger. There was excitement. There were laughs. There was FUN.
Note that all of the above is in the past tense.
In 'Blood Noir' Anita runs off to North Carolina with Jason, her werewolf friend/lover/animal to call, to pose as his girlfriend so his family doesn't think he's gay. It's personal drama and I'm sure in a different book we could have gotten to know Jason, the supporting character, a little better. A little character development is honestly not a bad thing. Unfortunately there's none of that to be had here.
Instead we get a couple bland sex scenes (mostly carbon copies of the same overblown adjectives and descriptions from previous books), a case of mistaken identity stretched to its limit, some vague and pointless references to the Mother of All Darkness, and lots and lots of bad dialogue. There is no tension, no real mystery, and no sense that Anita or any of her "sweeties" are ever in any danger of harming a hair on their pretty heads. And by the end of the book, nothing is different. Nothing has changed.
Here's the thing: Anita Blake is not fun anymore. She's not enjoyable to read about, and she's not a compelling character anymore. She's become so powerful that nothing can touch her (unless it's to have sex with her, in which case anything and everything can do that). The sex scenes are bland and repetitive. Plot and storytelling is replaced with pages and pages of "meetings" between characters and dialogue which leaves nothing to the imagination. There is no sense of humor anymore. For a series about supernatural beings, the stories have become increasingly...mundane.
And that, more than anything else, signals the end of Anita Blake for me. She's dead, and I'm burying her. No more.
Anita Blake used to be fun to read. She used to make me laugh or cringe or want to turn the page. For the last few books, though, she's just made me want to put the book down and move on to something better. But I hoped for better, so I kept reading.
With 'Blood Noir,' the pact is sealed. It's not worth it anymore, because she's not fun anymore. The magic is gone, and what remains is not enough for me to keep going.
LKH are you reading these reviews??? Get a clue girl and fix this series. Thanks to these nice people who took the time to review this item...I know not to buy it. I bought the last two...and regretted every single minute of it. Half the time I was gagging because of the bloated fake sex scenes...or groaning over the bad dialogue and plot. I was hoping though that you might, just maybe, possibly, fix Anita and resurrect her as the great character she was. Looks like no such luck. Seems … more