Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Saturday, 13 April 2013
Casino Royale (the birth of James Bond)
''The scent and smoke and sweat of a casino are nauseating at three in the morning.''
There is a birthday to celebrate today: 60 years ago, Casino Royale was published. A small book, a simple story about a British secret agent trying to thwart a Communist agent by ruining him in a French casino, learning through the process about love and then betrayal. The secret agent, of course, was James Bond. I have quoted the incipit of the novel, which illustrates Fleming's talent. Casino Royale is not the first novel of Ian Fleming I read, I actually started with Thunderball, the source of my favourite Bond movie. I read Casino Royale a few months before the movie was released. It was my second Bond novel. Now I read them all. And the first one is among my favourite. I will commemorate by reading a bit of the novel and watching bits of the movie tonight.