For a novel called “The Undead Kama Sutra,” you’d expect this to be a fun read in that guilty-pleasure sort of way.
Unfortunately, that’s just not the case with the latest installment in the Felix Gomez series. Gomez is a former soldier who was turned to a vampire in Iraq. He comes home and becomes a sort of supernatural private investigator who had previous encounters with aliens in area 51. His latest escapades find him searching for the mythical undead kama sutra that is supposed to have powers for the undead set based on the release of sexual energy. Before he knows it, he’s caught up in following the mysterious death of someone at the apparent hand of aliens and looking into matters for the council that rules vampires in Max Acevado’s universe.
On paper, all that sounds like the makings of fun read that would be almost perfect for the upcoming beach season. It should be a book that you’d recommend to people because the title is so good and the book is a trashy, guilty pleasure kind of fun.
But beyond the fun title, there’s not a lot of fun to be had here. The story plods along and it’s hard to really care much about the plight of Gomez. Plus there’s only so many descriptions of vampire Carmen’s chest that one can read before you start rolling your eyes and go, “Come on, already.”
In a lot of ways, this reads like a bad knock-off of Jim Butcher’s far superior Harry Dresden series. And with the success of Dresden, there is room on the shelves for the same type of fun, fantasy reads. Unfortunately, this one isn’t one of them.