Here's my full spoiler review, interspersed with my favorite quotes:
“The night took an intriguing turn. I do not say an unexpected turn, because I’ve learned to expect just about anything.”
Dean Koontz has returned to the old magic of Odd Thomas! Not counting the Interludes (which are not a mainstream novel), we last saw Odd as he left Magic Beach for a new destination, together with Annamaria. (I must admit, it’s been a while since I read “Odd Hours” so I’m not sure how it all ended again exactly ...) The ongoing story of Odd Thomas brings us a new adventure, which is a great standalone story but it doesn't provide any answers to the questions we have listed in the four previous books: the origin of the bodachs, the "black" room in Fungus Man's apartment (though Odd does have a similar experience in Roseland), the significance of the fortune teller’s card (though it is referenced again in this book), the identity of his new companion Annamaria, and of course the question where it will all lead to. Of course there are still two books left, and Dean has once said the final book will bring Odd back to the beginning of it all. But since “Odd Apocalypse" has now already shown us the mechanics of time travel in the Odd Thomas universe, and Odd forgoing the chance to save Stormy this way, I doubt we should take that statement too literally.
“Alarmed, I got to my feet, as I always do when a building begins to glow inexplicably.”
Guided by Annamaria, Odd finds himself the guest at a movie mogul’s huge estate, Roseland. The story takes place entirely in this setting, the way “Brother Odd” took place entirely at the monastery. Odd introduces us to a series of interesting characters, and we get to know them through some great and funny dialogue. The interactions Odd has with chef Shilshom, for one, reminded me of Odd’s conversations with Rodion Romanovich in “Brother Odd”. Soon it turns out that all these people aren’t exactly what they seem to be. Part of a huge time travel experiment in an attempt to gain eternal life, the mechanics of it conceived by Nicola Tesla himself, they are trapped in their small community and help sustain the serial killing obsession of their leader.
“Between birth and burial, we find ourselves in a comedy of mysteries. If you don’t think life is mysterious, if you believe you have it all mapped out, you aren’t paying attention or you’ve anesthetized yourself with booze or drugs, or with a comforting ideology. And if you don’t think life’s a comedy - well, friend, you might as well hurry along to that burial. The rest of us need people with whom we can laugh.”
This wouldn’t be an Odd Thomas story, of course, without the inclusion of a ghost or two. Odd is visited by a dead woman on a dead horse, once murdered inside Roseland’s walls, making him aware that something is amiss. Connecting it with Annamaria’s prophecy that they are there to help someone, Odd goes looking for the woman’s son whom he believes is in need of protection. In the end, the boy turns out to have a Jake Chambers type of experience, being both dead and alive in this world due to some great time travel paradox.
“I seem to be less likely to die at the hands of some villain than to fall dead when the walls of my heart collapse into the emptiness that they enclose.”
While in the first three Odd books our hero was accompanied by the lingering spirit of Elvis Presley, and in the fourth book the spirit of Frank Sinatra goes poltergeist on a corrupt police force, “Odd Apocalypse” introduces us to a new icon of the ages in the form of Alfred Hitchcock. This great director only serves as a cameo at this point, but will no doubt return for a bigger part in the next novel “Deeply Odd”.
“I think I might even have kissed her hand. I never in my life kissed a woman’s hand. Why would I kiss a woman’s hand?”
While there are no bodachs in this story, we are treated to some other monsters who seem to hail from some faraway future, seeping into the present day as a side-effect of the time travel experiment, in a similar style as how the normal world is suddenly invaded by the nightmarish alternate dimension in the “Silent Hill” games and movies. These monsters are both humanoid and porcine in nature, have some level of intelligence give the whole story an extra level of menace and suspense, the way the bone-creatures in “Brother Odd” preyed on the orphanage children. At the same time they also reminded me of the nanobot-altered humans in “77 Shadow Street”.
“Anger is a violent emotion, vindictive, and as dangerous to he who is driven by it as to anyone on whom it is turned. If anger is personal and selfish - and it usually is - it clouds your thinking and therefore puts you at risk.”
“Odd Apocalypse” is a far better novel than “Odd Hours” in my opinion, because it focuses more on the supernatural (albeit still rooted in science gone wrong) and has Odd play the role of gentle small town hero instead of slowly turning him into the next action hero. I’ve always felt his gun use in “Odd Hours” was somewhat out of character for him. The book refers several times to the events in the original “Odd Thomas” novel as if to remind us of Odd’s origins. While he has changed on some levels, and is now capable of acts we wouldn’t have seen him perform as a simple king of the griddle, he is still the same guy longing for a peaceful life with the woman who owns his heart.
“You torture and kill women, you imprison your own son, you and your staff are armed for Armageddon, your house - maybe your entire estate - seems to be a machine of some kind, you have a pack of swine things chasing around the property, and you sit down of an evening with a good Cabernet Sauvignon and a bit of nice cheese to - what? - listen to Broadway show tunes?”
Odd’s tale is almost completed. With two books left, “Deeply Odd” coming in January (UK)/March(US) 2013 and “Saint Odd” scheduled to conclude the series, we’ll have one more seven book series I’m sure many of us will gladly read over and over again, as I personally do with the Harry Potter books and the Dark Tower series.
“When you consider how difficult it often can be for two people of the same nationality, the same community, the same race, and the same religion to understand each other’s point of view and to live in harmony, you can see why I had doubts that this encounter would end with hugs and professions of eternal friendship.”
“An idea can be the most dangerous of all things, especially if it is an idea that promises you the most particular and exquisite happiness for which you’ve long yearned.”