I have had many an occasion to remark the decline of the print thriller, and especially the print action thriller--and I might add, the short half-life of such fiction, with yesteryear's genre-defining blockbuster, if called a "classic" by connoisseurs, probably little-read now by the standard even of older books.
In spite of the recent furor over the James Bond novels' reported bowdlerization the fact remains that few are likely to read their way through Fleming any time soon--while fewer still are likely to pick up the continuation novels. Still, they have their place in the history of 007, and I have recently opted to fill in the gaps with a slew of new reviews of them, starting with Kingsley Amis' Colonel Sun.
Happy reading.
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