The Order of the Odd-Fish

by James Kennedy
ages: 12+
First sentence: “The desert was empty, as though a great drain had sucked the world underground.”

The jacket flap of this delightfully surreal book claims it’s “equal parts Monty Python and Roald Dahl,” which, to my mind, is no laughing matter: that’s some serious humor and oddity that they’re evoking. How could one not approach this book with incredibly high expectations?

Thankfully, Kennedy does not disappoint.

Jo was left in the washing machine of washed-up actress Lily Larouche’s desert palace when she was a baby. Left with her was this note: “This is Jo. Please take care of her. But beware. This is a dangerous baby.” Thirteen years later, Jo has shown no signs of dangerousness; in fact, with Aunt Lily’s heath (and sanity) waning, Jo’s pretty much taken over running the household. Until one Christmas Eve, when things go, well, wacky, and get infinitly more complicated. Jo meets Colonel Anatoly Korsakov and his sidekick Sefino, who just happens to be a 3 1/2 foot all talking cockroach, a black box drops out of the sky, addressed to, and she meets her nemisises (of sorts), Ken Kaing and The Belgian Prankster. They all (somehow) manage to make their way to Eldritch City, where Jo discovers that Lily, Korsakov and Jo’s parents were all part of The Order of the Odd-Fish, and that (just perhaps) Jo really is as dangerous as the note implies.

Actually, while I was in the middle of all the zany action and weirdness that was this book, the thought that popped into my mind was that it’s not so much a Monty Python-Roald Dahl hybrid as it is a weird love child of Douglas Adams and J.K. Rowling. Jo is Arthur Dent/Harry, Lily is Ford Prefect/Hagrid, there a group of friends that Jo meets once she gets to the Odd-Fish that could fill the roles of Ron and Hermione (as well as Ford andTrillian). There’s a couple of delightfully grumpy people who are dead on Marvins… you get the picture. Once I figured that out, though, it the book that much more enjoyable. (For me, once I’ve “pegged” the humor, I can sit back and let it roll over me… I’m weird that way, I guess.)

Laini Taylor, in her review, mentioned that this is the sort of thing that should be shared with someone, to elbow them at the right moments, or read a passage aloud to savor them. And I have to toally and completely agree. Thankfully, M had read this one first, and so I was able to do some of that. But, it’s also much like The Hitchhiker’s Guide in that it’s almost a lot more fun to talk about this book than it is to read it. (Additionally, hearing this book read aloud might be more condusive to the humor in it…) So, in the interest of sharing the laughs, I’ll leave you three of the passages where I actually laughed — hooted, snorted, guffawed — out loud:

Ken Kiang laughed diabolically! Then he stopped, disappointed: no, his laugh wasn’t quite diabolical. He made a mental note to practice his diabolical laughter for fifteen minutes a day. The devil, he knew, was in the details.

Jo threw up her hands. “This is ridiculous! You’re not even trying to be right?” At this rebuke Sir Oort halted, grew grave, and drew himself up; for a moment, he radiated a kind of majesty; then he spoke, in tones both severe and inspiring, and his awkward voice rang out like a bell. “As an Odd-Fish, it is not my job to be right,” said Sir Oort. “It is my job to be wrong in new and exciting ways.”

For the next one, you need the description of the character first: “Oona Looch was a mannish, square-jawed woman, about sixty years old, mammoth but not fat, a stout giant of muscle and bone. Her bald skull was gouged with scars, her nose and ears seemed nailed on, and her smile revealed she had no teeth at all.”

Okay. Now then:

“You disgust me, Fipnit!” shouted Oona Looch. “You don’t do anything for me as a woman. You don’t know how to treat a lady! One of these days, Fipnit, I’m gonnna sit on you! And then I’ll forget about you… Maybe a few weeks later I’ll pick you out of my behind and say, ‘Well! There’s Fipnit! So that’s where he went!’ Then I’ll throw you away. What a tragic end to a beautiful romance!”

“Meep,” said Fipnit.

Wacky, weird, zany, unusual, off-kilter, and, yes, odd. You shouldn’t miss it.

9 thoughts on “The Order of the Odd-Fish

  1. Hi, Melissa! Thanks for the great review! I’m honored to be compared with the likes of Douglas Adams and J.K. Rowling.I’m also glad you agree with Laini that it’s a good book to read aloud. If you want to see me read two parts aloud (the “Apology Gun” bit and the “Insults Before the Duel” bit), I posted a video from a recent reading here: It’s at the bottom of the post.Thanks again for such a marvelous review! I’ll be on a cloud the rest of the day.


  2. Hey Melissa, just wanted to come back and let you know Lena (10yo) LOVED this book. She finished it yesterday and today she’s starting it over again. Thanks for the recommendation!


  3. @Julie: I’m so happy to hear Lena loved “Odd-Fish.” As it happens, on the very day you wrote your message (May 4), < HREF="" REL="nofollow">my own daughter, Lucy Momo Kennedy, was born!<> I’m still on a cloud!


  4. The jacket flap of this delightfully surreal book claims it's “equal parts Monty Python and Roald Dahl,”I want to buy this book.Well I have a lot of high expectations for this book and I know that you will not stop write this types of book.

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