Set in the era of the Cold War, this book entertains for the simple reason that for any lover of Bond, the setting is familiar and the action familiar. It is like a howmrun.
Bond here is rejuvenating his tired senses with a sojourn, when he is asked to report for duty. Sent to the land of Persia with its baths and cruel underworld, Bond is exposed to the brutal land of Iran - along with two of the most beautiful sisters he has ever met -Scarlet and Poppy.
His adversary is cruel, unfeeling and the devil's very accomplice. Bond fights him with all the booties at hand , his wits, his gun, his shrewd logic and cool.
The pace, ofcourse is not the searing action that one is used to in the Bond movies, but the paraphernalia of all Bond action is there in plenty - girls, fights, stunts etc.
For me, it was sedate reading...this Bond did not make me drool over him, as I usually do...and if one considers the Bonds that would be suitable for this Faulk's Bond, maybe Craig, with his cool blue penetrating gaze and lips that easily twist into a smile or a sneer, might fit the bill. This is that kind of a Bond...not all fun, not all romantic, not all passionate not all caring. A little sensitive, a little cruel, a little shrewd, a little lucky...
It is good to know Bond lives on.
Monday, January 19, 2009
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