I am a big fan of historical fiction and this is one of the best I have read. Having said that, it was quite different from the other types of historical fiction I have read. Where to begin. . . .
Johnny One-Eye (JOE) is billed as a comedy set during the Revolutionary War. It is, to be sure a comedy, but certainly not in the same vein as something as laugh-out-loud ridiculous as the Flashman series, courtesy of George Fraser. JOE is a dark comedy, with some giggle out loud moments, but it is more Junoesque in its comedic sensibilities than it is McLovin’. In other words, it does have its moments of both dry literary humor and silly, slapstick humor.
Most of the historical fiction I have read has been event-based. The author has chosen an historical event, or series of historical events, and plunked down a character amidst these events. The narrative is driven by these events (be it Jeff Sahara's trek through the south in his Gods and Generals series (based during the American Civil War) or E.L. Doctorow's, The March (also the American Civil War). In some cases, the character may even be the catalyst of said events as Sir Harry Flashman sometimes found himself in the amazing George Fraser series, which traipses around the world from (India, Afghanistan, Borneo, Turkey, China, Africa, and the U.S., amongst many other historical hotspots) where the reader finds poor Flashy fighting (or rather running away from) action in the Crimean, Opium and American Civil Wars. In either of these cases, the events themselves are the main characters and the fictionalized players are simply that, players atop a stage swept along by the events that swirl around them.
In the refreshing case of Johnny One-Eye, Jerome Charyn, lets the characters take center stage -- both real and imagined. The events, be it the occupation of New York, the battles for the City, the Jersey prison barge, etc. are real enough and based in historical fact, but Charyn never lets the Revolution take over completely. The War is the catalyst for the growth of his characters and it is a main focus of the novel, but it does not overtake the novel completely. Charyn allows JOE and those around him to grow, adapt, fight against, and sometimes wilt as a result of the War for Independence, but he does not let the War wash over New York and its characters like a tidal wave washing over a boardwalk.
In many fictional histories, a larger-than-life character is sprung on the reader, (again I point to Fraser's poor, misunderstood Flashy), while the real men and women of history are but cardboard cutouts, around which the main character dances. (Think the literary parallel to Tom Hanks’ Forrest Gump Photoshopped in next to Kennedy, Nixon or in front of the Little Rock 9). I sometimes wonder if the author has forgotten his/her novel is being billed as fictitious and is too afraid to attach feelings to these non-fictional characters for fear of misrepresenting them. As big a fan as I am of Sir Harry and his roguishness, he is a caricature to be sure and there was no other non-fictional character in Fraser’s novels that could compete. Charyn succeeds where perhaps Fraser does not, as Charyn delves as deeply into JOE’s soul as he does the psyche of George Washington, known for his bouts of melancholy and depression. Charyn provides a refreshing look at Benedict Arnold and his social climbing wife and does not simply paint this man as the one-sided national traitor that we learned him to be as grade-schoolers.
Moreover, Charyn keeps us in one spot for the duration of the Revolutionary War -- New York City. We do not jump from Concord to Ticonderoga to Valley Forge to Bunker Hill and back again. This enables Charyn to focus on those that history forgets -- the occupied. The people who are neither patriots nor traitors, but simply survivors attempting to make it through to the end of a war alive. Charyn gives us a glimpse at those people who cannot afford to take sides, blacks, the poor, women, the old and infirm, as well as the too young.
A fascinating novel, a humorous and dark piece, perhaps more fiction than fact, but I loved it and I expect anyone who appreciates historical fiction will certainly enjoy this one as well.