Yeah, look. I picked up a couple of these Bond comic compilations in the library mostly out of curiosity, partly because I loved the Bond movies, and partly because I wanted to see how the compare to the Modesty Blaise strips/volumes. Short answer: they don't. The Blaise strips are not only visually much more textured and layered - but so are the stories and the characters. Granted some of the tales are just as ludicrous in Blaise, both the attention to character and backstory makes up for it. In these Bond strips (well, the half dozen or so I've read) the character of Bond doesn't have a charismatic actor to make up for his questionable (or mostly, in these strips: shallow and dull) nature.
On the other hand, these volumes ARE interesting. Those who criticised the Moore 007 flicks for being too OTT and nonsensical, here we have a dude with a MASSIVE nose called Sharkface, and blind girl who doesn't even realise Bond is impersonating her dead husband, undercover (nudge nudge) work in a nudist colony, killer condors (yep), and an actual vampire killer cult.
Like I said...interesting.
But - in the age of Skyfall at the cinema - and of the timeless Modesty Blaise in print - I don't think I'll be revisiting these James Bond comic strips ever again. I can handle the OTT audacity/stupidly of the stories. But (unlike the Blaise strips) it just doesn't come with any empathy for the characters, or even much humour.
5/10