Our new Bond is not a servant of Empire, but Philip Marlowe or Sam Spade, with a touch of Vindice -- motivated by personal hates and private codes, the one clean man in a dirty world. (With M as the "decent cop" figurehead for order.) He fights his own government, and the CIA, and business-government moguls, and resource robber barons: in a word, Chinatown. (It's even a water-theft story!) He barely cares about his newest Bond girl's body -- he's more interested in her life story. (This is decent of him, but it's hardly James Bond.) Giving Bond a personal quest may make for one or two interesting movies, but as the narrative for a continuing series, it's doomed to fail compared to the well-crafted and (more importantly) hermetically self-contained Bourne trilogy.Broccoli Bond is entertaining, but I've always preferred Fleming Bond, which at least acknowledges that there are consequences to being the hard hand of state. Consequently, I'm happy that the new Bond is lower down on the George Smiley ? Austin Powers continuum.
It's time for a dark-skinned Bond.
Well, it looks as if they've finally run out of original Ian Fleming titles. Might I suggest 'The Hildebrand Rarity'. I'm not sure, but I think that's all they have left.
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posted by Fizz at 6:30 AM on May 21, 2012