The Spy Who Loved Me
Publish date: September 2nd 2003
Pages no: 164
Edition language: English
Series: James Bond (Original Series) (#10)
I’m not going to waste much energy recording my impressions of The Spy Who Shagged Loved Me. The less I remember about this steaming turd the better. If this is an accurate representation of Fleming’s idea of how a woman thinks, all I can say is ew.
I WAS RUNNING away. I was running away from England, from my childhood, from the winter, from a sequence of untidy, unattractive love-affairs, from the few sticks of furniture and jumble of overworn clothes that my London life had collected around me; and I was running away from drabness, fustiness,...
* The tenth Bond book.* Having already experimented with a James Bond story that wasn't about Bond at all (the marvelous "Quantum of Solace"), Fleming here tells a Bond story in the voice of a young French-Canadian woman held hostage by a couple of underworld thugs in an otherwise deserted motel in ...
As a snapshot into male imagining of female charaters circa 1960 it has some historical insterest. Which is a polite way of saying reading this book felt, well, icky.
Finished Oct. 20, 2012.
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