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Devil May Care by Sebastian Faulks

Cover image © Penguin.
It is a testimony to the enduring legacy of Ian Fleming's character James Bond that our thirst for more adventures is never sated. Fleming wrote twelve novels and two short story collections between 1953 and 1966 from his Jamaican paradise, but this was not enough for us.

For Devil May Care Sebastian Faulks takes up the mantle and assumes the pen of Ian Fleming to bring Bond back to life once more - after all 'You Only Live Twice'.

This new Bond novel is perfect quick-fire reading and Faulks does a reasonably good job of writing in the style of Fleming's originals.

The narrative is full of the cultural reference Bond readers would expect of Ian Fleming, indeed Faulks sets the novel in 1967, the year after the last of Fleming's Bond novels. The caviar, the champagne, the Martinis prepared in the famous fashion and Q's gadgetry are all included in the storyline.

The locations of the action are equally as exotic, with the plot sweeping from Paris to Tehran, taking in the Caspian Sea and the ubiquitous forays into the Soviet Union.

The story follows Bond on a mission to the heart of the operations of an opiate-producer and distributor, Dr Gorner. Gorner has a curious affliction affecting his otherwise perfect body, an affliction that Bond eventually uses to his advantage on his mission, and an intense hatred for anything British.

Further to this, Gorner appears to have the perfect plan to bring Britain and the USSR to the brink of war.

A great read, made all the more entertaining by my choice to read it on Studland Beach, Dorset.

Note 31/10/12: This review has been 'refreshed' recently to bring it in line with other reviews on Ayohcee.

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