I am impressed by a novel of the wandering Jew that avoids its clichés. Judas is not Cain; nor is he aimless, but he has a purpose. He is not just trying to keep himself alive by blood. He seeks something from John Vianney, from Maximilian Kolbe, from Raymond Breviary. It is only Fr. Breviary, in the end, who understands what will both defeat Judas and give him what he is really seeking. He is able to do so because he is the first to develop a relationship with Judas. Mr. Vermont uses all these traditions, but his novel is not defined by them. It reorders genre for its own particular purpose.
The Last Confession of the Vampire Judas Iscariot: A review of the debut novel by David Vermont.
BY: Henry Matthew Alt • April 15, 2014 • Book Review