I wonder what it feels like to be helpless in a relationship as Louis was to Lestat, unable to get rid of him no matter how much he loathed him. Lestat taught Louis practical things, and withheld also information from him to keep him locked to himself. That matter of rats was disgusting.
I wonder if Anne Rice unintentionally used vampires as metaphors of the Catholics, who Sunday by Sunday took of the host and the wine that was magically transformed into Christ's flesh and blood. Isn't that a bit of monstrous vampirism, too? The insatiable sinning throughout the week, the penance on Sunday, the drinking of the blood and partaking of the flesh to assure salvation until the next committed sin?
Do we go to hell if we die in our sins? Didn't Christ die in our sins? Yet he rose from the dead. We shall, too, so Saint Paul promises in 1 Corinthians 15.
But Lestat was proving to be quite a horrid teacher, lacking the finesse that the manic depressive Louis was looking for.
Louis compares vampires to kings in one aspect
Most of us would rather see somebody die than be the object of rudeness under our roofs. This was Louis's observation. I needed to read it a few times before its truth sunk in. Egotism. There it is again. How many times have we been appalled at the news of a young girl raped and burned to ashes on the news, shocked at the Maguindanao massacre, but we go on with our lives. But to be insulted in our own turf, why, yes. I'm ready to bare fangs and claws.
Lestat's relationship to his father
This was a strange relationship, not further explored in the novel, mainly because it was to remain a mystery to Louis. I hunger for the time I read to The Vampire Lestat and get to know this intriguing and terrifying vampire Prince more intimately. Until then!