I looked through some of the reviews and had to chuckle at some of the exhuberantly negative reviews about this book. The theme being that Glen Duncan is a "pretentious asshole" and that he littered this book with "literary allusions" and "mucked" with the werewolf myth. I don't know if Glen Duncan is a pretentious asshole because I've never met him, but I will say he is intelligent. The literary world is brimming with prententious asshole's that write great books. I happened to like the literary allusions and I loved the fact that he "mucked" with the werewolf myth. I had read two paragraphs and knew I was going to like this book. I loved the writing style and the "prententious" mind behind the words. I'm not really sure if this book is prize worthy or going to be commercially successful, but it certainly was a fun, short read on a Sunday afternoon.