Jacky Faber joins the cast of Big River! Seriously, though, this one was kind of a letdown.
The book picks up right from the cliffhanger ending of the last book; faced with imminent capture by the British Royal Navy for piracy, Jacky is rescued at the last minute through the cunning schemes of her loyal and talented friends. Needing a safe port to ship out from, she decides to make her way down the Mississippi River to New Orleans. Accompanied by her steadfast friend John Higgins and the taciturn Katy Deere, she bluffs her way down the river in typical showboating Jacky Faber style, encountering new friends and enemies... and leaving a trail in her wake for the ardent Jaimy Fletcher to follow, who has deserted his post to track down his love once and for all.
So, the story encompasses the length of her journey down the river, and reads about like any other similar story of rafting through the Deep South during the slavery days. Which works fine, really; Meyer infuses this story with the same charming ambience and historical adventure that he does with all of the other Bloody Jack books. But other than the new locale, there isn’t really anything new, here; Mississippi Jack feels intensely formulaic. It’s all been done before: Jacky visits an exotic place with unfamiliar people, who love and accept her right away! Some handsome older man immediately lusts after Jacky, and though a rake, proves honorable in the end! Jacky tries to reunite with Jaimy and humorously fails, multiple times! Bleh. Jacky’s trip down the Mississippi is punctuated by a variety of exciting and unlikely adventures, but none of them are particularly memorable, especially compared to the books that came before.
There are a couple of bright points, which are the same bright points that mark the entire series. Jacky Faber has just the right mix of charm and infuriating naivete to make her a loveable character, despite her Mary Sue-ness. The supporting characters are less developed, but are still immensely fun to read, and add a lot of flavor to the story. And it’s nice that Jaimy finally gets a little action this time around; I’m so used to seeing him as the cardboard cutout love interest that it was refreshing to read about his own adventures, even if he doesn't have the uncanny luck that Jacky does. Also, I have to say that I’m a pretty big fan of Mike Fink.
There’s a lot to like, and I’ve been pretty forgiving with this series so far, but the ending of this one more or less ruined the entire book for me. I’ve noticed a pattern of strong stories with weak endings from Meyer, and this one was particularly egregious. After a completely ridiculous plot device that recalls the flying tree business from the first book, the story wraps up with surgical precision in roughly two chapters. All of the major players in the story mysteriously meet up all at once, apparently through sheer chance. Jacky neatly overcomes two entirely separate endgame obstacles in the space of about five pages, and the story wraps up with a sterile happily-ever-after moment. This, mind you, after a meandering story with an erratic pace (though that’s fairly typical for the Bloody Jack books) and, damningly, no perceivable climactic moment. It reads like Meyer didn’t know how to end the long and complicated story he had written, and so he just tied all of the story threads into a big bow in the last chapter and left it at that. It wasn’t badly done, per se. It was just so extremely unsatisfying that I couldn’t really help but hate it.
So, yeah... not a terrible book, but definitely not my favorite, either. After finding the first four books so enjoyable, this one feels a little stuck in a rut. I like the books enough to finish the series, though, so hopefully the next one will be composed a little better.