Not many authors could devote 26 pages to a golf game without becoming mind-numbingly dull, but Fleming manages it, somehow. He knows just where to find him, as well as his approximate handicap, due to an earlier encounter at the card table. The book is full of the fantastic gizmos, intricate plots and the dazzling action scenes that Fleming made famous.īond is assigned to find out what pawnbroker Auric Goldfinger is doing with all his gold, and decides to "accidentally" run into him while golfing in order to feel him out a bit. The cars are superb, the martinis are dry, and even the villains are gentlemen – although not as much so, of course, as Bond. Set (as are the other Bond novels) in the bygone mid-century world of the British upper class, where a man's golf shoes were a reliable indicator of his character, the book is replete with card games, golfing and champagne suppers. Ian Fleming's Goldfinger, the seventh title in his popular "James Bond" series, is partly just a darn good read and partly a sort of cultural primer. Goldfinger: 007, a James Bond Novel - book review
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