Shortly after the author’s recent death, I re-read one of his epic novels, The Haj. It touches on Uris’ favourite topic (the fate of Jews before, during and after WW2, including the founding of Israel) but this particular book is written from the perspective of a Palestinian boy who, along with his family, flees his home during the war of Israeli independence in 1948 and spends the last half of the book in a resettlement camp, trying to get back.
Over the course of this book, Palestinians, and Arabs generally, are portrayed in a less-than-flattering light (violent, sexist, treacherous, decadent, corrupt, unreliable, undisciplined, lazy), while the various Jews (before and after 1948) are routinely cast as civilized peaceful types who fight only in defense.
Given Uris’ well-estalished bias, I have to ask if this is even close to an accurate portrayal of Palestinian Arabs, 1922-1956 (the timespan of the book). Uris wrote in a few scattered compliments for them now and then, but they feel forced and unsupported by the narrative, as though his heart wasn’t really in it.
So did I end up reading some kind of 550-page propoganda tract, or what?