I finished this novel on the day I began reading it. I didn't want to put it down. It was very readable, with a fast-paced story and short chapters. This isn't surprising considering that the Ojibway Canadian author adapted it from a script he had written years earlier. One cannot be too generous with descriptions or wordy in dialogue with theatre without quickly losing the audience. So it's tightly told, and fun to read.
Unfortunately, as much as I enjoyed reading it, and really did want to like it, I found the flaws in the book a little too glaring to ignore. The female protagonist, a teenage girl, is too melodramatic and extreme to be believable. As someone who works with young adults, and who has done so for many years, I just could not imagine a realistic person to match what I was reading. Her escalation is just too fast, and too far. Also, the final confrontation between this female character and the Night Wanderer character for which the book is named is inexplicably contrived. The last pages painfully conclude the book like a "very special episode", revealing that the story we have been reading has been a vehicle for didactic exposition before all else. And the subject matter of this little lesson, though important, is simply not earned by the two hundred pages that precede it. It feels forced.
Furthermore, some of the "advice" the book so baldly gives is just not very deep or important, and is given with very little empathy, rather more like a lecture telling a character, and the reader by proxy, to basically just grow up. This is without any appropriate acknowledgement that, melodramatic though she may be, our protagonist's feelings are her own, and she deserves some validation for it. She is not wrong to *feel* wronged. In fact, not only is the counsel blunt and lacking empathy, it even comes with violence, which is more than problematic. I couldn't help but get a feeling like the author thought this melodramatic girl just needed to be knocked around and told to smarten up, even if that wasn't his intention (which I choose to believe it wasn't).
Still, there are a lot of really brilliant ideas here. The author uses the agelessness of vampires and the European roots of traditional vampire lore to illuminate the difficulties of change in the Canadian FNMI community over time, the erosion of culture by European influence, and the different generational perspectives on those difficulties. Romantic relationships across cultures are explored to some degree, though without any suggestion that they could ever work or be healthy, which is too bad.
(The next two paragraphs are written the next day, after reading the graphic novel adaptation.)
I would like to see this story as it was originally, in theatre, before being adapted into a novel. Theatre has a way of handling melodrama that doesn't always transfer well to other mediums. Also, interpretation of time and space can be more fluid in theatre, which may have helped the story. It was told at a fast clip, which made it an easy read. However, ninety minutes on a stage might have better created the illusion of the space the story needed to breathe. It also may have given the actors an opportunity to better sell me on the main characters' motivations.
Upon reading the graphic novel, I can more clearly see that it is the final act that needs work. I just don't believe it. I don't feel it is earned by the story preceding it. There is so much action and movement that brings us to this place where two characters suddenly sit and talk. It just doesn't strike me as the same story. And the first two acts make me want to know a great deal more about these characters than the last act allows. So a lot of air just gets let out of the story's tension, instead of giving us a true climax.
I enjoyed reading this book, which is a lot for me to say for YA Vampire Fiction. I wanted to like it more than I did. I would highly recommend it to any lover of YA fiction and/or or vampire fiction who likes the idea of reading the genre as penned by an Ojibway Canadian. However, if looking for the best of Canadian fiction, I would suggest searching elsewhere.
I really wanted to like this. If the author were to ever rewrite this book, or write another longer, more complete, more adult version of the story, or expand the story of Pierre L'errant, I would definitely read it.