So, Little John is my favorite.
I know its cliché, but there is something extremely lovable about the “gentle giant” whose heart is the only thing stronger than his muscles. But it’s a trope / cliché / archetype / whatever that WORKS. Just about every version of the Robin Hood story uses it- writers love tearing apart the Robin Hood character and putting him back together looking stranger than a Picasso painting, but Little John stays as the moral compass. He is someone you can count on to say what is the right thing to do.
In this version, we focus on Little John’s origin and watch how one ordinary day spirals quickly out of control into a Very Bad Day that ends with a man dead and Little John on the run for his life. John makes friends and enemies at a fast clip, but things don’t really take off until the famous bridge scene when he meets – and fights – a very cheerful Robin Hood and is soon the much respected second in command of the outlaw group.
The story then starts jumping back and forth from the forest to Nottingham where we meet Margaret, a merchant’s daughter and the betrothed of a knight who may or may not have killed his previous wife, so she’s understandably nervous about her wedding day. The wedding comes, and, awkwardly, her husband ends up dead in a fight that she gets the blame for, leading her to make a run for the forest as well, where she and John fall in love practically on first sight.
There’s a lot of running and hiding as they both try to outmaneuver the deputy intent in both their heads, but there’s an happy ending for the two young people, and a fitting one, considering they fall in love as much with the forest as with each other.
The book has a sort of dreamlike quality throughout – I would have preferred something more down to earth, but I still give it high marks for realism without a lot of shoe horning as it deftly makes the point that life was nasty, brutish and short.
I also really enjoyed how everyone in the book uses a variety of accents and dialects, depending on who they are talking to – farmers will speak one way to each other, and then quite differently to a knight, or a priest, or a nun. Accent say a lot about a person’s station, class and background, as well as how they rank to the person they are talking to. And, tellingly, Robin Hood has the only accent that does not change, but neither is identifiable as any particular rank or place – he is, in every way – outside the norm.