There’s so much to enjoy about Certain Dark Things, Silvia Moreno-Garcia’s vampire noir novel, that it’s a disappointment to feel so unsatisfied by the book as a whole. If you’d asked me at almost any point in the first three-quarters of the book, I’d have a ton good to say about it, from Moreno-Garcia’s novel take on vampire mythology to the blurring of cyberpunk and noir lines into the novel, from the view of a very different Mexico City to the dodging of easy parallels. But then there’s the ending of the book – or, more accurately, the lack of one – and it’s such a disappointing fizzle that I just can’t bring myself to have the same enthusiasm for the book that the rest of it deserves.
But let’s talk about the rest of the book, because there really is a lot here that I enjoyed. Certain Dark Things is the story of Domingo, a street kid who’s been surviving by digging through the trash and doing odd jobs to stay alive. It’s a weird world, mind you – vampire gangs are battling all around the country (though Mexico City has expelled all the vampires), for one thing – but Domingo is doing okay…until he meets the eyes of a beautiful young woman, who invites him home and asks to drink some of his blood. And quicker than you can say “Renfield” (a term that nicely gets repurposed here), Domingo finds him drawn into the life of Atl, whose Aztec-descended tribe has been decimated, leaving her on the run from some very dangerous vampires.
Even before I realized the book ended with a sort of mini-encyclopedia of vampire tribes and types, I was thoroughly impressed with Moreno-Garcia’s modernization of the vampire mythos. Each of her types wholly stands apart from the others, with not only distinct powers and abilities, but also with personalities and beliefs that make them instantly distinguishable from each other. Her allusions to other tribes (and those encyclopedia entries) only underline all of that, bringing this alternate world to life, and that’s before genetically modified animals or government agencies designed to monitor for the undead predators.
But just as much as it is a horror novel, Certain Dark Things is a self-proclaimed noir novel, and Moreno-Garcia does the genre right on the whole, starting with a woman on the run whose fatale qualities are evident even to the untrained eyes. Yes, Domingo may be too nice to do well in a noir, but that doesn’t really hurt the book that much – not when one of the fundamental questions is how far he’s willing to go in order to protect this woman (who’s far, far more dangerous than he could ever be). As Domingo gets in deeper and deeper, you can see the boundaries of society peeling back around him, plunging us into a world where human life is very disposable and where gangs have as much say over police procedure as any law ever could.
All solid so far…which makes it all the more disappointing when the book unravels in its final stretch. A compelling supporting character is checkmated out of the book in the most anticlimactic way possible, only to have their fate dragged out unnecessarily for multiple chapters. The book’s climax is perfectly okay, but I genuinely assumed there was more to come, as it felt really of a piece with the other set pieces, but no – that’s the end of the book, complete with a coup de grâce that feels so brief as to almost be an afterthought (and not worth the buildup that we’ve been given, especially since the reveal is shot a few pages earlier). And none of that even touches on the final chapter, which is an idea that could work on paper, but here feels less like an ending and more like an abrupt “well, I ran out of ideas” here, with a character choice that feels wholly out of place, and jars even worse against the epilogue that draws it all to a close.
It’s all so frustrating, because I was genuinely drawn into Moreno-Garcia’s rich, dark world, and found myself compelled by its characters (especially Bernardino, a reclusive, cat-loving vampire whose solitary existence is all but necessitated by his tribe). But ultimately, the end of the book is such a fizzle that I felt more frustrated and disappointed than anything else. Can you recommend a book if you know the ending is such a whimper? In this case, I just can’t.