It is an acquired taste—very fresh, cooked ever so slightly, and with all organs still intact.
I enjoyed “Little Women and Werewolves”—innocence and blood, always lethal—but I won’t say this mash-up is better than Louisa May Alcott’s original “Little Women”. The latter is an unimpeachable classic for a good reason, but yes, Porter Grand gave it pulse and speed. She wove werewolves and their moonlit massacres seamlessly well into the wholesome lives and romantic dreams of the Marches. She didn’t lose the “pleasing appealing appropriate”—i.e., savory—themes of the original.
And in addition to feminism, Grand uses her mash-up as a platform to train the spotlight on the rich-poor divide. This is her indictment on the manner by which the local government tries to eliminate werewolves: “It is so unfair that they continue to lay blame only at the feet of the poor; I cannot recall a time that a wealthy person was executed either as a werewolf or a werewolf sympathizer”.
Grand’s observation should strike a disquieting chord among Filipinos. Thousands (informal settlers, mostly) have been killed under the relentless War on Drugs campaign of the Duterte Regime yet no serious investigation and therefore no conclusive resolution on the smuggling of PhP 6.4-billion methamphetamine which involves no less a presidential son.