Ever since the opening minutes of CR, the terrorist organization Spectre has been pulling the strings. This didn’t go over well with sections of the fanbase either. More to the point, there are people who truly despise the idea. This is where I beg to differ.
Enjoy some 007 podcasting!
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.
It took a while to return to Fleming’s 1953 novel Casino Royale. Back in late May when I published a cursory review, I had ideas of re-reading the novel again and possibly writing a supplemental review in the near future. Here we are in early August already. Tempus Fugit.
The summer reading season is officially underway. This pas week I intermittently picked up Ian Fleming’s 1953 novel that started it all: Casino Royale. It was a relatively brisk read given that this was the 3rd if not the 4th time I visited the fictitious Royale-les-Eaux in the south of France, to say nothing that the book itself is not very long, barely lasting 165 pages.
Best movie, best Bond Girl, best Bond villain, all these questions and more are frequently and vey easily brought up when fans get together and converse. One of the more intriguing conversations, as far as I’m concerned, is when Ernst Stavro Blofeld, head of S.P.E.C.T.R.E., is broached.