4.5 stars.
This is probably my favorite book of the Weetzie Bat series so far. It doesn't quite rival the first book in terms of atmosphere, but the story definitely feels the most complexly and cohesively plotted of them all. It has a clear beginning, middle, and end, some fun and inventive twists, and it ties everything up in a satisfying way (if I were to nitpick, I'd say the dramatic climax of Witch Baby being captured, freeing herself, and then rescuing Angel Juan could have been drawn out a bit longer, but Block as an author is never one to linger on a single plot point for too long, so the speediness of the resolution was expected and not all that bothersome to me).
This book also continues the maturation of Witch Baby as a character, which results in her being 1000 times more likeable, quite the feat considering how bratty and irritating I found her throughout her first run as a protagonist. It's also easier to sink directly into the story as a reader in 2022 because it isn't marred by Weetzie and Cherokee's Native American appropriation, an element I found especially distracting and difficult to overlook in the previous book, Cherokee Bat and the Goat Guys.
I think Block's decision to transfer the setting to New York here is a refreshing one and makes this story stand out amongst her oeuvre, which largely serves as one long love letter to Los Angeles. Another thing that sets this book apart is that the fantastical elements loosely sprinkled throughout the rest of the series take the forefront, imbuing the book with supernatural energy that is both fun (the charmingly goofy ghost of Charlie Bat) and horrific (the creepy madman transforming children into mannequins). At the same time, it feels grounded by Witch Baby's very real desperation to find Angel Juan (and, more broadly, settle into herself and discover her place within her family and the world at large), which makes even its most bizarre moments strangely believable. Also, Witch Baby's biological mother, Roxanne Wigg, finally gets a tiny bit more characterization that establishes her identity beyond a mere cartoon villain. It's not much, but I'll take it.
Overall, I couldn't find much to complain about here. I was enjoying it so much that, instead of saving the last 20 pages for another reading session, I read straight through to the end. I had been worried that none of the other Weetzie Bat books would rise to the level of the first in my reassessment of them as an adult, but this is one I would definitely read again and likely find just as delightful. (Also, like Cherokee Bat and the Goat Guys, many of the plot elements and the general vibe of this book reminded me so much of the Ecstasia/Primavera duology, which I suppose makes sense considering they were all written around the same time. It makes me hope even more that those books hold up on reread as much as I'm expecting them to.)