
Surely You Must Be Mistaken...
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Like many other fans, I was intrigued by this Pied Piper of other-world resLike many other fans, I was intrigued by this Pied Piper of other-world residuals, including Elvis, Ol' Blue Eyes, and furry Boo. Through "Odd Thomas", "Brother Odd", and "Odd Hours", the likable, well-mannered young hero is induced by some irrestible urge to right the wrongs of both tangible and intangible evil committed against innocents--who, having been rendered purgatoried, speechless spirits tossed prematurely from their vital human bodies--require an intermediary to intervene on their behalf and render justice served via a formulaic, good-ultimately-trumps-evil, mystic who-done-it. Ahhh, the latest novel is served...er, or is it? The package I received in the mail seemed kind of thin to be a Koontz novel; nevertheless, I anxiously ripped it open, ready to dive in to the latest "Odd Thomas" fare. Then, there it was, the most recent and anticipated, red-coated dish. Wait a minute...it was the size of a pamphlet. Oh my, even shorter than the previous "Odd Hours" by 93 pages. I leafed from the back of the book to see the number of pages (190--if you don't count the 14 page introduction to his first book, Odd Thomas), and I was somewhat distracted by cartoon pictures at the end of the book. I then leafed from the back through the whole book to the front cover. What...? I read the front cover again--sure enough, it was "In Odd We Trust" and the author was Dean Koontz. But...this wasn't an adult novel, it was a comic book! And not just any old comic book like Superman or Prince Valiant, oh no, it is rendered in Japanese anime, like the Pokemon my young son watches on the Cartoon Network. I was speechless. I felt like I had unsuspectingly sat on a Koontz whoopie cushion. At what point/who/when/why did Koontz decide to turn a promising character novel along the vein of "Fear Nothing" and "Seize the Night" into a juvenile-male, video game fantasy? It's as if Koontz got his fans hooked on his usual full length novels for the first two in the series, then decided he no longer needed to be bothered by exhausting his well-paid brain by extending subsequent books into novels, for surely his loyal fans would ultimately buy whatever bone he subsequently tossed them in order to keep up with their paperback hero. (I unknowingly did).
As you can most likely observe, to say that I was disappointed with this tripe is an understatement. Not knowing what to do with it, now that it had been purchased and shipped (I didn't even want to handle it, as if the mere touching of it defiled my better sense), I put it on the shelf with my greater- than-two-dozen-strong Koontz collection, knowing that I can take it to a used paperback book exchange and trade it for something readable, like, perhaps, a reliable Cook novel. It appears as if, at least from my standpoint, my hero Odd Thomas passed on to finally be reunited with his one true love at the end of "Odd Hours," if Koontz is to continue to insult his loyal fans by giving less (no) quality with each subsequent offering. (And at the rate of decline in volume itself, for one, the next in the series will be what, a 35-page picture "brochure"?) If you a a loyal Koontz fan, save your money (and your shock and disappointment) as this usually consistently entertaining captain of wordsmiths has jumped ship and leaves the reader behind, with an unusable rope tied to a brick.
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