For Your Eyes Only is probably my favorite old school James Bond movie. He and his girl at a certain point go snorkeling with dolphins off of Greece, and the girl comes on to Bond by saying “for your eyes only, baby.” Cue the credits. As I impatiently await the next Bond film, I have periodically been reading through Ian Fleming’s original novels featuring 007. Sadly, I’m almost done with them which will then necessitate some rereads. In the midst of a summer heat wave, I wish I could go snorkeling with dolphins anywhere in the world. This book is nothing like the movie; it is five short stories featuring 007 as he goes doing James Bond stuff all over the world, showcasing various levels to his persona that perhaps we do not see on the silver screen. Although I wish I could be watching Bond on screen, this book sufficed for a day of fun.
My husband took one look at this book and asked how a full length movie came out of a book that short. Actually, I told him, it’s five short stories, and you are welcome to read them when I finish. Truth be told, my husband is not much of a reader at this stage of his life, but he is also a huge Bond fan. We both prefer Daniel Craig. That aside, only two of these stories are titles of full length films and neither story resembles the film at all, just name usage. For Your Eyes Only actually has Bond taking part in a revenge killing on M’s behalf. M had to recuse himself from the case because the murder victim was a close friend of his. I can’t picture M shooting anyone; perhaps in his earlier days in the service. He sent Bond in his stead to do the job and he travels to Montreal and then drives to Vermont to chase the crooks who are on the run from Jamaica. I do not remember this plot line from the film; I remember that taking place in Europe and Bond eventually sabotaged the world take over and got his girl at the end. There is a girl in this story and Bond does offer her a hotel room but if they hook up is left to our imaginations. This story is more about revenge and making the world safer by disposing of ruthless killers. Sounds about right.
The other story whose title becomes a movie is Quantum of Solace. I don’t remember that one too well but my husband does. Here, Bond is once again acting as M’s representative at a function in Jamaica. There is no crime or espionage involved and Bond is bored. The governor general takes Bond aside and regales him in the tale of a civil servant who married a flight attendant, and the marriage ended up being doomed from day one. The story came about because Bond was making small talk and noted that if he ever married it would be to a flight attendant. He actually has no intention to ever marry because his life isn’t conducive to it. Besides which, then he would be stuck with one woman, which also would not work for him. Bond actually was captivated by the story perhaps because his life is in perpetual motion and he rarely got a chance to be with people long enough to get to know them. Bond loves expensive creature comforts but he would rather be on a beach in Jamaica than in a luxury hotel in Paris. The lifestyles of the rich and famous do not call his attention. He simply plays the part while on official business. This story, only twenty five pages, had the most depth and I could see why the movie people would use the title for a feature film even if it has nothing to do with this story.
The last two stories could be movies. Risico takes Bond to Italy where he gets involved in stopping drug trafficking there. Surprise, the Russians are involved, need I say more. In the Hildebrand Variety, Bond has spent a month on the Seychelles islands. He claims that M sent him there, but it seems as though he is enjoying an extended vacation off of the grid. Bond spends his days on the beach either sunning or scuba diving. He hooks up with a local named Fidele Barney, and they enjoy each other’s company both above and under water. Somehow, their adventures lead them to a wealthy man named Milton Krest and they are invited on his yacht as he looks to obtain rare specimens to supposedly donate to the Smithsonian. Krest is only in it for the money and does not care whether or not he harms creatures. He has a young wife, wife number five, and Bond is smitten with her, and the feeling seems to be mutual. Turns out she is British. Krest doesn’t care how he obtains a specimen so long as he gains on the bottom line. Bond, who has a permanent license to kill, is appalled by Krest’s methodology. Is it really necessary to disturb an ecosystem in order to obtain one fish? Bond shows compassion. In the movies he kills all who stand in his way. I never saw him around animals so the fact that he would rather not kill innocent fish speak much to his character. It is a shame that these last two stories were never made into movies because they were the most fun to read. Perhaps with the next Bond.
Bond. James Bond, 007. So there was not much of that here. Yes, Bond killed when necessary but he did not go and eliminate extras just to do it. These five stories were more about quick character and plot development, and, other than Risico, left little time for shootouts. Unlike the full length books that follow a general formula, which is Bond and Felix Leiter foiling Smersh or Spectre’s plans, in these stories, readers get to see Bond in a variety of situations, and they witness his interactions with people on a level that features him outside of his daily routine. They see James Bond as a multilayered person who hides much and is fascinating to be around. In the height of summer, I crave blockbuster movies. So far, I have just watched one, but in the last week I have read books about Star Wars and James Bond. If the studios aren’t going to produce movies at a fast clip, at least I can read about my favorite personas. I just wish that For Your Eyes Only was about Bond snorkeling with a girl and dolphins as he does in the movie, which seems appropriate for the summer heat keeping me indoors in air conditioning. I have a feeling that my summer plans will include more of 007.
4 stars