This is just a run-of-the-mill agent who got his balls thumped by the psycho he beat at baccarat.
This is NOT the suave James Bond we know and love. No cool spy stuff, no outrageous sexytimes, just a dull as shit card game.Īnd the second half was James getting his ass thoroughly beaten, only escaping death by sheer dumb luck.
He's definitely an ass, so this isn't a book you should hand to your son with an emulate this guy wink.īut what I had forgotten was that the first half of this (rather short) book was mostly just a card game. I remembered being aware that he wasn't the most forward-thinking chap when it came to women after I first read this book, and the passing of 13 years hasn't made him look any better.
