Now, if you've read this one you'll know what I'm talking about when I say it's filled to the brim with hyper-cringy backhanded compliments towards black people. And it's still pure luck that he and Solitare survive, but at least this time around he can say he took out some of the agents.Īgents of arguably the dumbest acronym to say out loud. Though, unlike in the 1st book, Bond plays an active role in taking out the bad guys by planting some underwater bombs. He's also off sniffing his farts as his friend (the American agent Felix Leiter) gets parts of himself literally EATEN OFF BY A SHARK.Īnd survives! Because he is a badass, and I'll admit that was kind of a cool twist. He then has the gall to be shocked when she immediately gets kidnapped by the villain. Insisting she will be fine when he leaves her alone. He not only fails to notice fairly obvious traps, but in a spectacularly stupid move he also blatantly ignores the bad feeling his clairvoyant love interest has in being left alone. Once again, Bond is caught completely unawares over and over again. Bean were given a license to kill and set loose on the world. I wondered if Casino Royale was some sort of Batman Year One kind of thing and James would begin to progress as an agent with each book. Ho-ly shit, you are terrible at your job, Mr. And no-one, not even the mysterious Solitaire, can be sure how their battle of wills is going to end… More than that, after tracking him through the jazz joints of Harlem to the everglades in Florida, and on to the Caribbean, 007 realizes that Big is one of the most dangerous men that he has ever faced. James Bond has no time for superstition, he knows that this criminal heavy hitter is also a top SMERSH operative and a real threat to international security. The beautiful, fortune-telling Solitaire is the prisoner (and criminal tool) of Mr Big - master of fear, artist in crime, and Voodoo Baron of Death. Solitaire watched his eyes on her and nonchalantly drew her forearms together so that the valley between her breasts deepened.
Her eyes were blue, alight and disdainful, but, as they gazed into his with a touch of humour, Bond realized that they contained a message. She had high cheekbones and a sensual mouth, and wore a dress of white silk. "Her hair was black and fell to her shoulders. How is this for an evocative passage from the second Bond novel?
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