|Normal day at the office|
"'Him have plenty watchmen. An' guns - machine guns. An' a radar. An' a spottin' plane. Frens o' mine have landed dere and him never been sen again. Dat Chinee keep him island plenty private. Tell dat trut', cap'n', Quarrel as apologetic 'dat Crab Key care me plenty.'" (40)So that's been fun to wade through so far. There are also some Chinese-Africans called Chigroes (racial sensitivity!)
Even though I haven't seen Dr. No, I can't help but already have a vision of what Bond is like. Thus far he's somewhere between Connery and Craig, although I understand that Bond as Fleming has written him is even more amoral than the version Craig plays. So far M fits this description. In the first few pages he's listing off organs that his agents can go without, including: "one of his two lungs" and "two of his four or five quarts of blood," (13). Considering this is Bond's boss, no wonder he's a bad ass. There's also a picture of Fleming on the inside cover and I now picture him as M. He has this expression on his face that says "I'm tired of your bullshit and if you keep this up, I'm putting this cigarette out in your eye." M is so well defined in a few pages, I'm hoping Bond gets fleshed out more. Hopefully once Quarrel has wandered off so I don't need to read his lines anymore.
I'm looking forward to seeing how this goes. If anyone has read any of the Bond books, let me know which you liked better: the book or the movies. I know in general the books are better but so far this has the potential to show me that I like the film version of Bond.
Fleming, Ian. Dr. No. Penguin Books, New York. 2002.