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|Jangles : a big fish story|
Author: Shannon, David
A father relates to his son the tale of his encounter--and friendship--with a gigantic trout whose enormous jaw is covered with so many lures and fish hooks that he jangles when he swims, but who has never been caught.
|Accelerated Reader Information:|
Interest Level: LG
Reading Level: 4.10
Points: .5 Quiz: 154692
|Reading Counts Information:|
Interest Level: 3-5
Reading Level: 5.20
Points: 2.0 Quiz: 59365
Kirkus Reviews (09/15/12)
School Library Journal (-) (10/01/12)
The Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books (A) (01/13)
The Hornbook (00/09/12)
Full Text Reviews:
Booklist - 09/02/2012 Stories about the one that got away are as plentiful as fish in the sea, but leave it to Shannon to distill one into its essence in this picture book. Jangles, named for the jawful of tinkling lures he’s accumulated over the years, “was so big, he ate eagles from the trees that hung out over the lake and full-grown beavers that strayed too far from home.” Locals have tried everything to catch him—from whole-turkey bait to dynamite depth charges—but no one even comes close until a boy (the narrator’s father) snags the monster trout at the end of his line. Jangles pulls the boy out of his boat, dashes him off to his underwater home, and tells him stories about the young days of the world before sending the boy back to the surface. The big reveal of where the tall tale ends and the truth begins ties it all up with the warmth and magic of a fatherly wink. Shannon’s lustrous paintings are packed full of magic-hour hues, and fairly glow right off the pages. A neat bonding story, this will become a fast favorite. - Copyright 2012 Booklist.
School Library Journal - 10/01/2012 Gr 2–4—Shannon reinvents the "big fish story" with this creepy tall tale, framed as a story the narrator's father told him about "the biggest fish anyone had ever seen." "Jangles was so big he ate eagles…," but not kids. One day, as a child, he drifted out and reeled in Jangles, who pulled him to the bottom of the lake and told him stories. When they came to the surface, he snared the giant fish with his line. Jangles upbraided him for his ungratefulness, and the boy released him, removing the lures as penance. The story ends with an image of the tackle box full of them. The illustrations are full-bleed spreads in dark shades of green, brown, and blue. Jangles is so huge that he runs off the pages, and his lures-covered underbite and mean yellow eye are distinctly scary. Shannon's people have the rounded faces and bulging eyes found in The Rain Came Down (Scholastic, 2000), and are reminiscent of the creepy computer animated baby that went viral in the 1990s. The story is predictable, short on plot, and heavy on exclamation points. The narrator's sudden ability to breathe underwater is more jarring than Jangles's ability to talk, and the fish's capture feels mean-spirited, leading to a didactic ending.—Amy Lilien-Harper, The Ferguson Library, Stamford, CT - Copyright 2012 Publishers Weekly, Library Journal and/or School Library Journal used with permission.
Bulletin for the Center... - 01/01/2013 A child narrator relays with pride and awe the story his father often tells of an encounter with Jangles, a fish “so big he ate eagles from the trees that hung over the lake and full-grown beavers that strayed too far from home.” Dad’s story gets bigger with each fresh claim, escalating from details of whole turkeys used as bait to dynamite explosions that failed to get much of a rise from Jangles. Dad boasts that he was the one to finally bring the fish to heel (to fin?), hooking him, getting pulled down to his underwater home, listening to Jangles’ stories, and finally flipping him and preparing for the kill. Jangles talked him out of it, though, and Dad ended up doing the right thing by letting him go. To prove his story, Dad now offers his offspring a tackle box, filled with lures that once dangled from Jangles’ mouth, as indisputable evidence. Dad may have pulled one over on his kid, but readers are far too savvy to fall for this flimflam, which is the whole fun of a tall tale anyhow. Unfortunately, the story itself is whisper thin, and the gentle moralizing is somewhat out of place in so rollicking a genre. The densely atmospheric paintings, though, add a touch of intriguing eeriness to a tale that plays out on moonlit lakes and in shadowy depths, and the dynamic compositions are ultimately as memorable as the hyperbole. EB - Copyright 2013 The Board of Trustees of the University of Illinois.