I'm a James Bond fan. I admit it. I found this book via Amazon while researching a bit about the infamous secret-agent. The book was published in 1965 and the author, Kingsley Amis, does a roundabout analysis of both Ian Fleming and James Bond. I enjoyed it, getting some interesting insights. I was hoping for more but maybe I'll get it in the other publication that I found. Here's what I specifically took away from this 'dossier':
If Bond’s sexual qualifications were to become standardized as basic female demand, more than one kind of male would start finding himself very much in undemand.
The secret-agent fantasy is marked by being totally portable.
Any fantasy in which the subject is saying, in effect, I AM NOT AS OTHER MEN ARE, is obviously very powerful.
Clothes probably don’t make the man, but they can tell us a lot about him.
James Bond’s professionalism is one of the best things about him.
The reader is more likely to admire James Bond as one who not only inhabits such a world by choice, but survives the worst it can do to him and comes out on top.
We don’t want to have James Bond to dinner or go golfing with Bond or talk to Bond. We want ‘TO BE’ Bond.
“I hoped I would one day kiss a man like that,” Solitaire says, “and when I first saw you, I knew it would be you.”
And then there was this pest of a girl. He sighed. Women were for recreation. On a job, they got in the way and fogged things up with sex and hurt feelings and all the emotional baggage they carried around. One had to look out for them and take care of them.
“Bitch,” said Bond.
“I do not possess these vices. I am, as you correctly say, a maniac—a maniac, Mr. Bond, with a mania for power. That is the meaning of my life. That is why I am here. That is why you are here. That is why here exists.” --Dr. No, the villain
“Ah, the quiet Englishman! He fears nothing save the emotions.”
You and I know that what counts is what James Bond does, not what he says…
It’s clear in general that he’s one of those progressives who are quite prepared to accept the present and even allow the future to happen.
You might want to own a Rolls-Royce, or go on holiday in the Bahamas…because these things in themselves make you feel big and important…they confer status.
Elegant is one of Mr. Fleming’s favorite terms.
More than one sort of hero mustn’t go to the police whatever happens, because that would make him less heroic.
The best way of hiding something is to keep it out of sight.
People take you at your own valuation. If you tell them you’re a genius, or a mere entertainer, they’ll tell one another you’re a genius, or a mere entertainer.
Whatever the rights and wrongs of using literature as an escape from life, there’s a lot to be said for using one kind of literature as an escape from others.
There are obvious traditional links between secret-agent fiction and science fiction.
All literature is escapist.
We can remain at some distance from every character in a work of literature and still identify with the work itself, inhabit it as a part of reality.
Arts: looking at pictures, listening to music…were right to use “to interpret life to us, to console us, to sustain us”.