Jack Absolute
The Story
Twenty years after The Blooding of Jack Absolute finds Jack being coerced back into the Royal service and off to fight in the American War of Independance – his mad skillz as a spy are in desperate need, especially when it is discovered that one of the inner circle in his general’s command is a spy for the Americans.
Through his adventures in the war, and particularly trying to discover who this spy is, Jack captures many hostages, becomes a hostage many times, is almost killed almost as many times as there are chapters in this book, makes many daring escapes, has a few women fall in love with him, falls in love with one woman in particular, hangs out with his Mohawk adopted-brother Até, gets attacked by a rattlesnake, and generally goes around being all awesome-like. (Not that rattlesnake attacks are awesome. But if anyone is to survive two rattlesnake bites at the same time, it’s going to be Jack. And in an awesome-like manner.)
Oh, and there is quotage of Hamlet! And much brooding over the number of times Jack is almost killed! And adventures in Canada and the USA in the late 1700′s! And Jack playing himself in a play! And other such stuff!
The Response
Bah! I had such high hopes for this. SUCH HIGH HOPES. This book was such a tease…
Alas.
I’m sure if I had read this one first instead of The Blooding of Jack Absolute, then I would’ve enjoyed it so much more. But I LOVED The Blooding and this one wasn’t nearly as good for the following reasons:
- There was a heck of a lot less of Até!
- Too much of the book revolved around romance!
- Not enough revolved around bromance!
- I wanted more Até!
- Too much brooding over women!
- Less Hamlet-inspired awesomeness!
- …Where’s Até?
So, obviously, my undying passion for Até coloured how I reacted to this book. Mainly in that I was hugely disappointed that he was only in it for a very short period of time – most of the time Jack was off galavanting and not getting killed all on his own.
And “not getting killed” seems to be the key there. I’m almost annoyed at how lucky Jack is. (But he is lucky in a charming sort of way, because we really don’t want Jack to die! If Jack died, Até would be heartbroken!) He manages to just scrap out of every single life-threatening situation he is faced with – whether it be from a duel fought over (yet another) lover, almost being hung due to being thought a traitor, numerous times when the Rebel army could’ve gutted him, or a rattlesnake that the evil dude throws at him…. well. EXTREMELY lucky. I would not want to be him when his luck finally runs out.
But for all that annoyed me, the writing was as wonderful as the last one. It was very humorous, as one of my favourite passages, when Jack is hiding in a tree stump, shows:
The temptation was to tay in the log, perhaps for the duration of the war. But he couldn’t do that for two main reasons and one minor: he was hungry; he had learned the war was going badly for the Royal Army so he had to resume his position at Burgoyne’s right hand; and some creature had slipped inside his trouser cuff and was engaged in biting its way up his leg.
So yes, the writing almost made up for the lack of Até. I think I may have just realized that I have a new-ish fictional crush.
The Bottom Line
If you’re not going to read all the books in this trilogy/series/whatever, then skip this one and read The Blooding of Jack Absolute – MUCH more fun, much better characters, much more adventure, slightly less romance.
Other Reviews
Life and Times of a “New” New Yorker. Have you reviewed this book on your blog? Let me know and I’ll add your link.

Okay, so this is more like two stories. Or like one and a fifth.
If this is the only way I can get my Ianto/Jack fix, then so be it. I will keep buying Torchwood comics as long as they continuously have our beloved Ianto in them. *snuggles snuggles snuggles*