No dissection of 007’s death-defying encounters on trains is complete without an observation of the granddaddy of them all: FRWL. The FRWL sequence is not only the first of the secret agent’s handful of tense train rides, but serves as a prime example of how the vehicle is simultaneously a dynamic yet frightfully confining location.
Running only 30 pages, Solstice packs a lot of punch. 007 is a property that rarely allows itself to get particularly sentimental, save a few memorable exceptions, and although Solstice doesn’t plead the reader to take out tissues to wipe away the tears, there is something of a beating heart.
Finally, even though the review has hampered on and on about how FRWL adheres to the spirit of a spy story, the producers were keenly aware that, following DN’s explosive finale, their second outing had to end on a spectacular note.
Operating in chronological order of their publication, Casino Royale was the first literary Bond adventure the blog analyzed in two parts, in May and then in August. August was 3 months ago at this point and no new book reviews have emerged. Why is that? The answer is actually quite thrilling, if I may say so myself.
Is FRWL is the best Bond film? Who cares. No one will ever agree on that. Sure, people, many of whom are intelligent, well spoken, and film savvy, try their utmost to makes points about what an ‘objectively good’ film consists of, but I’ve always, and probably always will, have trouble buying into that.
If all goes well, the weekend in exactly 2 years from now will see the North American release of Bond 25.
For someone whose name rarely gets mentioned when 007 movies are discussed, B.J. Worth certainly took part in his fair share of them, contributing to the realization of many of the franchise’s most lauded, daredevil moments.