Laaasommbrrraaaaa... I don't know what it is, but I have always been fascinated and drawn to the Clan of Shadows. Whether it's their mystique, their confidence, their darkly handsome beauty, their affinity for the sea, or their sheer edginess, I don't know.
But this book lived up to my hopes - on par with Clanbook Setite. The History of the Clan section was excellent - I've always been impressed by the level of historical and cultural research that goes into VtM lore, and this was no different; how many people today know anything about Çatalhöyük or the Sea Peoples? Whilst arguably of immense importance to human history, most have never heard of them. Yet here they're an intrinsic part of clan history - and it's totally fitting! Firstly, the inclusion of the IRL black obsidian mother-goddess of Çatalhöyük flanked by leopards was super impressive and frankly I am now convinced that she was a 4th gen Lasombra methuselah, perhaps one of His first childer? Secondly, the Sea Peoples would totally have had Lasombra involvement, of course, but what I realised this means is that the Lasombra were intrinsically tied to the Late Bronze Age Collapse, and the resultant Dark Age that followed... damn how appropriate! The author clearly did his research!
I liked how much of the book was told from the perspective of Andrew Emory and his sire, Demba, charting the course of his miserable life, brutal embrace, and despicable rise through the ranks of the Sabbat. It provided a character-driven narrative anchor to enliven these books (which can at times be very dry reads - especially the mechanics sections).
However, there was a surprising lack of discussion about the Lasombra involvement and infiltration of the Catholic church, which I had always associated them with. I would have liked a lot more focus and discussion of that, of their reasoning and methods and theological justification (especially with regards to the Cainite Heresy). That would have been very interesting. We could also have done with more discussion of Lasombra in Rome, as I always imagined them as one of the central clans of the Empire, alongside Ventrue and Malkavian, but Rome was little mentioned.
One thing that fascinates about Lasombra is how the clan seems to simultaneously revere and despise their despicable founder at the same time... especially that passage "Who was Lasombra in life? Perhaps he was himself a man of power. I suspect, however, that he was a pathetic failure, Embraced for some trivial reason, who flourished unexpectedly. Someone who had lived with real success would surely not be so obsessed with the matter forever after. Gratiano was perhaps what Lasombra wished he had been". What a paragraph. What a notion. I'm convinced. This was probably the standout moment of the whole book.
Ahhhh the Clan of Shadowsss... how I love and fear thee.