Jude Fisher

Jane Johnson's The Black Crescent offers a read that fascinates both in terms of history and plot. Set in the years before, during, and after the French withdrawal from Morocco, The Black Crescent follows the life of Hamou Badi, who spends his childhood in a village, but relocates to Casablanca as he's responsible for his mother and sister, which means finding the kind of paying work not available in a village.

Hamou decides to become a police officer, a position he believes will allow him a chance to stand up for the rights of the victimized and overlooked. He excels in his training program and is welcomed by the Sureté, the French police. Welcomed, not in the sense of "you're one of us now; we are brothers," but in the sense of "we can use you, and of course we'll assign you the most boring and most dangerous work, including furthering our control over your own people." At first Hamou finds satisfaction in his work. He does help the victimized and overlooked when given the opportunity, but such opportunities evaporate as the resistance against French colonial rule grows.

Hamou is trained in weapons use and finds himself assigned to tamp down protests and to ferret out those involved in clandestine independence groups. This is the crux of the novel: Hamou's witnessing of his own compromises and his growing unwillingness to maintain French power.

The promo material for the novel emphasizes the fact that Hamou is born with lines across his palms that mark him as a zhoury—a human who is part Djinn and who has remarkable skills and luck beyond the ordinary. I was expecting a novel heavy on magical realism, but that isn't the case. Readers see a handful of moments of great luck in Hamou's life, but mostly he is an ordinary man trying to live an ordinary life in a time when the meaning of "ordinary" is shifting as colonial society breaks down. This isn't a tale of magical realism; it's a tale of life as occupation crumbles and new norms emerge.

At first, I found the lack of magical realism disappointing, because I enjoy the genre. As I continued to read, however, I appreciated that events in the book aren't driven by magic, but by human inequities, tensions, and aspirations.

If you're interested in the history of French-occupied northern Africa or the struggle against colonialism you'll find this novel engaging, even though—or perhaps because—Hamou isn't a capital-H Hero, but a man who manages moments of small-h heroism during a dangerous time. But even if you're not interested in the historic aspects of the story, you'll find yourself appreciating the way The Black Crescent explores the costs and rewards of right action.

I received a free electronic review copy of this title from the publisher via Edelweiss; the opinions are my own.… (mais)