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This is a bit of a guilty pleasure - like most of the Bond books. Yes, it's misogynistic. Yes, it's racist. But, it's fun. I've been reading the Bond books in order of publication (this is the sixth - though the first that I've written a review of on goodreads).
It's certainly not the most exciting of the stories but, when you read it, you can understand the appeal of the story to filmmakers - Doctor No was the first of the Bond films.
Basically, the plot goes as follows - British secret service man on Jamaica goes missing, Bond is sent out to investigate. Bond soon realises that the guy has disappeared because he was investigating mysterious goings on on a little island off the Jamaican coast and goes to investigate. Turns out a maniac by the name of Doctor No runs on the island, and has predictable world-domination plans. Bond encounters a sexy lady called Honey Rider. They defeat the loony.
Now, if you remember anything about the film Doctor No, it's going to be Ursula Andress coming out of the sea. If anything, the scene where Bond meets Honeychile Rider is sexier in the book. He wakes up having canoed out to Doctor No's island to see her naked back, which Fleming takes care to describe in sensual detail.
OK, so Fleming's no great wordsmith - but there's something quite pleasing about the way his narrative flows, and some of his turns of phrase are quite pleasing. Bond is considerably less likeable a character than either Moore or Connery portrayed him - he's not the quipping womaniser of the early films. In fact, Bond really doesn't get his end away in the books anything like as often as in the films. Honey is practically gagging for it for most of the second half of the book - even when the pair find themselves in mortal peril - but still Bond doesn't succumb to her charms. In case you're wondering, I am keeping score - in six books, he's slept with four women.
It has to be said though, the thing that really appealed to me was the invention here. Doctor No is so much the supervillain that he's a walking cliche... the remote island base... the desire for world domination... the mechanical hands... exposing his enemies to a series of escapable situations, rather than just killing them outright. But, the thing to bear in mind is that these things weren't cliches in 1958, when the book was published.
And the racist, misogynistic views of Fleming were commonplace at the time. That's not to excuse them, just to say that that's not in-and-of-itself a reason to dismiss the book.
I guess I just enjoyed it. It's a fun romp. So there.
It's certainly not the most exciting of the stories but, when you read it, you can understand the appeal of the story to filmmakers - Doctor No was the first of the Bond films.
Basically, the plot goes as follows - British secret service man on Jamaica goes missing, Bond is sent out to investigate. Bond soon realises that the guy has disappeared because he was investigating mysterious goings on on a little island off the Jamaican coast and goes to investigate. Turns out a maniac by the name of Doctor No runs on the island, and has predictable world-domination plans. Bond encounters a sexy lady called Honey Rider. They defeat the loony.
Now, if you remember anything about the film Doctor No, it's going to be Ursula Andress coming out of the sea. If anything, the scene where Bond meets Honeychile Rider is sexier in the book. He wakes up having canoed out to Doctor No's island to see her naked back, which Fleming takes care to describe in sensual detail.
OK, so Fleming's no great wordsmith - but there's something quite pleasing about the way his narrative flows, and some of his turns of phrase are quite pleasing. Bond is considerably less likeable a character than either Moore or Connery portrayed him - he's not the quipping womaniser of the early films. In fact, Bond really doesn't get his end away in the books anything like as often as in the films. Honey is practically gagging for it for most of the second half of the book - even when the pair find themselves in mortal peril - but still Bond doesn't succumb to her charms. In case you're wondering, I am keeping score - in six books, he's slept with four women.
It has to be said though, the thing that really appealed to me was the invention here. Doctor No is so much the supervillain that he's a walking cliche... the remote island base... the desire for world domination... the mechanical hands... exposing his enemies to a series of escapable situations, rather than just killing them outright. But, the thing to bear in mind is that these things weren't cliches in 1958, when the book was published.
And the racist, misogynistic views of Fleming were commonplace at the time. That's not to excuse them, just to say that that's not in-and-of-itself a reason to dismiss the book.
I guess I just enjoyed it. It's a fun romp. So there.