Kitty and the Midnight Hour, Kitty Goes to Washington, Kitty Takes a Holiday

Kitty and the Midnight Hour by Carrie Vaughn

My review

rating: 2 of 5 stars
Cookie-cutter urban fantasy with a werewolf radio host heroine. About as standard-issue as you get, complete with supernatural hunter love triangle that I never managed to give a damn about. A handful of charming moments (stupid or just bizarre people who call the radio show) and a roughly equal and opposite number of eye roll or genuine disgust moments (the complete absence of psychologically realistic post trauma after, you know, trauma).



See, I've been looking for an urban fantasy series that actually confronts the problem of the supposed sexyhotness of the deeply exploitative and fucked up sexual relationships that werewolves/vampires/whatevers have with more than blanket acceptance or blanket "it's what my wolf/demon/whatever wants, I'm a terrible person" angst. This series thinks it's engaging those issues. It's, uh, not. Well, not above about a tenth grade level of emotional or philosophical complexity. Though it refreshingly did call itself on some of the abusiveness of the first book's wolf pack, but I'm still worried that our author is as oblivious to the compounded level of fucked upness that the narrator appears to have missed. Hard to say.



Still, it was getting a bit more interesting in the third book. I would probably read the fourth if it fell out of the sky onto my head.


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