- Novel written by Anne Rice
- Published in 1985
- Book Two of the Vampire Chronicles

I bought this book new at the store. That’s unusual for me – normally, I find my books at the thrift store. I’ll read whatever comes my way, I don’t tend to go out of my way to read a specific book. Despite having plenty of books to read at home (relatable, I’m sure), I decided to pick this up because I was genuinely excited to read it.
Like many, I’m sure, I’m a little bit tired of the way we depict vampires nowadays. Vampires have always been cool, but I’d love to go back to the type of vampires who don’t quite fit in. I like classic, flamboyant vampires, like those in What We Do In The Shadows. I guess I just don’t really like it when vampires wear jeans.
I should preface this by saying that Lestat is technically the sequel to Interview with a Vampire, which I haven’t read. I didn’t feel like I was missing out on much, except perhaps at the very end of the book. Even the last chapters are perfectly understandable, as long as you’re aware that the book Interview with a Vampire exists.
Storywise, The Vampire Lestat didn’t start off very strong. It really didn’t grab me until after he was turned into a vampire. Unfortunately, quickly after this, some stuff happened that made me go “Hmmmmmm, no thanks”. This is followed by a whole lot of no plot, until we get some insight into the history of vampires, which I did enjoy. There are perhaps three scenes in the whole book that take place in the “now” – the 1980’s.
Ultimately, I think the strongest part of this book is the exploration of what a creature that’s been alive for over a thousand years might be like. Lestat himself is probably the least interesting character in this novel, but I think he’s supposed to be. He is intentionally kept quite “human” so the audience can connect to him. However, this does mean that I was left wondering if I wouldn’t have preferred to read a book about his mother, Gabrielle, instead.
It’s hard to write an elaborate review on a book that didn’t inspire much emotion in me. I definitely didn’t hate The Vampire Lestat, but I also wouldn’t say it’s particularly… worth reading? You’re probably better off reading something like A Discovery of Witches, which will actually make you feel something (unbridled rage, but at least that’s something).