Boy, am I ever fatigued by publishing hype. Granted, an examination of the Charlie Chan phenomenon certainly sounded like a great concept, and it’s buttressed by an attractive book cover and catchy subtitle, “The Untold Story of the Honorable Detective and His Rendezvous with American History.” Who can resist a “rendezvous with American history?” Well, not me.
Alas, from the first pages, I detected the whiff of a reworked doctoral thesis -- and, in fact, at the end of the book the author reveals that a chapter of his doctoral dissertation was devoted to Charlie Chan. It figures.
Huang’s defense of Charlie Chan would have made an interesting and spirited essay, and in fact I found his last chapter, which is the most germane, to contain some ideas I very much enjoyed reading and completely agree with:
“…it is certainly true that there are stereotypical aspects of Charlie Chan that smack of racial parody and mockery. After all, he is a product of his time, born in the nativist era of the 1920s and rising to stardom before the civil rights movement attempted to raise America’s consciousness. But if every time we smelled the odor of racism in arts and literature we went out and rallied in the street, then we probably would have killed off everything from jazz to hip-hop, from George Carlin to Jerry Seinfield. Out of the crucible we call art, there is rarely if ever what might be described as good clean fun.” [emphasis mine]
Hear, hear!
Unfortunately, as so many with book contracts under their belts seem to do these days, Huang takes an idea, spins it out and pads it until – voilá! – it’s a book. No subject however peripheral to Charlie Chan/Chang Apana goes unexamined. Reading, for example, that Charlie Chan author Earl Derr Biggers checks into the Royal Hawaiian Hotel on his visit to Honolulu, I brace myself. Sure enough, the author launches into a digression about the hotel and its history. A few pages later on, the reader is treated to a similar description of movie palaces, most notably Grauman’s Chinese Theater. If this in any way advanced the ideas of the book, I wouldn’t mind, but in most cases it seems to be whatever caught Huang's magpie attention.
In short, this book is all over the place. It can’t, alas, simultaneously be a biography of Chang Apana, Earl Derr Biggers, and all the various actors that played Charlie Chan and an examination of American racial attitudes, particularly towards Chinese and an examination of popular culture and -- what the heck – an account of the author’s personal odyssey. But boy does it ever try, throwing just about everything into the pot.
I read along gamely, though, as I’m interested in Hawaii and the idea of super detectives, among other things. I had mentally given this book three stars until I hit the chapter entitled “The Fu Manchurian Candidate,” which conflates Fu Manchu, Charlie Chan, the film “The Manchurian Candidate” and all sorts of “yellow peril” alarmist ideas that sprang out of the 50’s and 60’s.
This chapter stretched the whole silly notion of “C” (for Chinese) words and other peripheral references to anything Chinese into an inflated notion of oriental menace. The idea of brain-washing, in particular, is noted as a central feature of this menace.
However, as even a casual reader of pulp fiction is well aware, this is a stock feature not just of 1950’s American paranoia, but harkens back to 19th century sensational writers. Glancing over at my shelves, I spy several novels featuring the insidious Dr. Nikola written by Australian author Guy Boothby in the late 19th century. The evil and hypnosis-inducing doctor seeks occult secrets of immortality in China and plots world domination. Sound familiar? What of Richard Marsh’s The Beetle or another Boothby novel Pharos the Egyptian? Here the oriental menaces are of a distinctly ancient Egyptian cast. Or, heck, why not cast the net further and draw in Count Dracula? Surely Transylvania is close enough to Russia to be tainted with Orientalism, and the archetypal vampire's repertoire also includes the ability to hypnotically bend humans to his will.
My point here is that with this sort of analysis, there is virtually limitless scope. Take a concept. Any concept. Start to pull in things that remind you of other things. String it all together. Is this a meaningful analysis? I don’t think so.
Two and a half stars, then – three for the concept and two for the execution.