I'm going to take a note from the author of this text, and claim that my review - like Dodger of the Revolution itself - is inspired by Tale of Two Cities. And, much like the author and the book, that statement is going to be very, very tenuous.
There is nothing really wrong with this book, at least not in a singular sense that I can point out as the reason it didn't grow on me as I thought it would. It's well-paced, cleverly plotted, and even manages to pull off an accented narrative voice in a way that feels authentic without being intrusive. The story itself, in which grown-up Dodger heads to Paris to retrieve a writ of marriage on behalf of some dispossessed aristocrats, is entertaining and full of exciting moments (including, but not limited to, a fight on a barricade and an opium-fuelled prison break) that, along with the short chapter structure and rather hilarious chapter sub-headings, kept me reading along at such a rate that I finished the book in the course of an afternoon.
However, for whatever reason, Dodger of the Revolution just did not do it for me. I think, in part, this is because Dodger himself never particularly grew on me - he's engaging enough to hold attention, and occasionally quite funny, but I didn't get much of a sense of depth to his character, to to any of the other characters who move around him. Thus, the emotional stakes of the story failed to stick. Moreover, there didn't seem to be any real use or purpose to the story - despite some excellent plot twists in the third act, after the aforementioned prison break, all the exciting momentum that the story had been carrying tips itself over and lodges its best bits up its own nose. All in all, the ending falls flat; nothing is really accomplished, nothing of value is gained or lost, and Dodger's own arc of recovering his old self and overcoming his addiction wraps itself up so early in the story and with such ease that I wonder if it was even really necessary to the story.
Finally, I would like to make this known: if a character expresses her desire not to have a child due to fears over her finanical status and the trustworthiness of her partner, the best resolution to that story is not to reintroduce her in the novel's final pages as a big fat pregnant prize in order to reward said partner for doing something completely unrelated to either of the issues she cites as reason for not wanting children. Especially if she has already been described as aware of, and using, birth control.
All in all, much like the revolution of the title, Dodger of the Revolution is a shorter, shallower, much less productive version of its cousins in the genre of both revolution stories and tales of golden-hearted thieves.
... Vive la contraceptión, dammit.