To aid in my 52 books to read goal, I started reading the James Bond books. It actually worked out in my favor as I’ve wanted to read these books for a very long time. Growing up, I was always a huge James Bond fan. That is mostly because I would watch it with my dad all the time and it was always an excuse for staying up late. As a younger sister, I could always find the perfect excuse for getting around any wrongdoing.
So I figured what would be a more perfect book to read this past summer than James Bond? They are “light” reading and they are short(ish). I managed to read Casino Royale in about a few days, because I am just that awesome, and I really enjoyed it.
I mean, let’s face it, the writing isn’t phenomenal, but it’s definitely worth a read. You don’t feel like you’ve wasted your time reading it, (unlike with some other books, which shall remain nameless) and you find yourself invested in some of the characters.
My only gripe about it is that Fleming comes off as a bit of a racist, and a bit of a misogynist. While I’m aware that racism and sexism came with the times they were written in, it doesn’t make it excusable, and it can make some parts difficult to read. That being said, the books are an accurate portrayal of the times they take place in.
There’s not much that one can talk about with a book like Casino Royale, because like i said its not a book you read for the writing. But it does have a better structure than a lot of the books that get multi-million dollar movies. Then again, the Bond movies always fare well in theaters too. I just don’t think people realize they were books first. And you get what you’d imagine with a Bond book: cars, chases, and chicks (or for us girls, the desire to be one of his).
And you can tell that Fleming did his homework when writing these books, because with the vividness in which he described the game of baccarat, one could feel that they could expertly play the game themselves. The only difference being, I wouldn’t bet my life on it.