I would argue that the mere existence of commercialism to aspire to results in a work devoid of bones to lie bare. Very few modern writers write what they feel, the motivating force being a desire to create boys with scars on their foreheads and girls in love with the undead. These works are about themes, rather than about storytelling and characters. And without the characters there would be no story, without the story no them. It is inverted in a society where the next vampire novel is awaited with baited breath merely for being a vampire novel.