Ian Fleming originally had the highest hopes for the Jameseims Bond. When a former British maritime intelligence officer knocked out Casino Royal in early 1952 at his Goldenje property in Jamaica, he described him as his "terrible office opus". Fleming was also a little down to his protagonist, telling the Yorkujorker in 1961, "When I wrote the first in 1953, I wanted Bond to be extremely boring, uninteresting man to whom things happened; I wanted him to be a blunt instrument ... when I was thrown around, Name I've ever heard. "

This must come as news for people who were once known JamesiMs Bond through the movies. As shown by John Connery, George Lazeni, Roger Moore, Timothy Dalton, Pierce Brosnan and Daniel Craig, 007 was something other than a "blunt instrument". Okay, he wasn't just like a scalpel in his Spycraft; He rushed to get angry, while his female ways sometimes made him unnecessarily in warm water. But he has always been a sad figure-a matters deadly, fast and aspirational in his fashion sense. There is a reason that this character has been in the cinema for more than 60 years.

The connection of the books is different bever. Fleming gets us the wavelength of the character, and is not a very comfortable place. Bond is a murderer trained for morosa, chauvinist and deeply unpleasant alcoholic. He is obviously quite capable, but does not bring much joy to his job. He is much more relentless, so fans are often zero in portraying Dalton Real Bond in "Murder License" The closest, the films have so far come up with 007 from the books.

I don't mean to make Fleming's novels sound like a chore. Although his connection is not an invertible quiet that made the films, the author the most exciting, semi-troubled yarn you can break up in a few days. If you've always wondered if these books are for you, I usually recommend dealing with them chronologically. However, if you just want to celebrate the cream of crops, these are the five JamesiMs Bond books you must read.

Fleming's first story started with one of the best views of opening ... Sometimes, really:

"The smell and smoke and sweat of the casino struggle at three in the morning. Then the erosion of the soul produced by high gambling-compost of greed and fear and nervous tension-stands unbearable and the senses wake up and revolted by it."

Needless to say, there will be no parkour or deceived Aston Martins in this slim volume. Fleming's biggest problem as a novelist is that he was so called in his character and the new reality of the Cold War of the Environment (and hatred of it) that he could never repeat the muse as fans. There is nothing scary or offan. It does not waste time inserting us into the Bond mission, that is to go bankrupt Sums's rejecting agent, Le Chiphre (he is so vividly conceived that you will never imagine the image of Mads Mikkelsen) through high stakes of copper (not Texas Hold.

The most attractive element of Casino Royal is Vesel Lind, a Soviet means of MI6, who is actually a double agent for the USSR. As in the film, Bond and Lind become romantically involved, leading to inevitable betrayal. Although Bond talks about a difficult game not to be affected by her fate, she appears in future books. Fleming's connection can be a bastard, but there is a trace of heat lurking under the ice sheet of his heart.

If you only know the JameSei Bond films, you are probably surprised to find this novel on my list. And when you consider that it was written in 1955, you must absolutely wonder how Fleming somehow expected it to benefit from the then non -existent series of films based on his books, if any of them happened to use a scientific phenomenon that was 22 years out of the future (ie "Starwell War").

Fleming wasn't Nostradama and "Moon", Bond's most stupid movieIt has almost nothing to do with the book aside from his title and the name of his main villain. On the 255 fastest pages, it's my choice for the band's most fun novel, and so different from the movie that I don't want to spoil its twists and turns to you. This Drax is a shaded industrialist whose mysterious past makes his plan to launch England's nuclear weapons program, more and more ambitious. Although I am joking about Fleming less than 20-20 predictability, it was an extremely place in playing Western anxiety by entrusting its ambitions to ex-Nazi scientists and eerie conscientious about the dangers of a wildly rich individual who controls the fate of the free world. What he could not predict is that you should not be a wicked genius like Drax to disrupt the global balance of power. It is also worth noting that the end of "Moonraker" works ridiculously contrary to the conclusion of each Bond film.

Many Bond fans find that "from Russia with Ubov" is the best walk of the film franchise, but the 1957 novel has almost served as a song on the hero's swan. Just as Sir Arthur Conan Doyle tried and failed to kill Sherlock Holmes in the "final problem", Fleming ended the fifth novel with an unusual relationship with Rosa Cleb with a poison blade. He seems to be Gonner - and maybe it was Fleming not to be convinced to maintain his publishing sensation and work.

Fleming Nimbly sets a pattern of Bond assassination and makes it clear that the MI6 agent is against serious opponents at every step of the road. Grant "Red" Donovan is one of Fleming's most famous diabolical creations: savage British Army Dezter, which is essentially a serial killer. Interestingly, the way he wrote the author gives the fleet in the film, which is not in the book, an additional charge. The novel and film intriguingly complement each other in other ways, making this Bond book as likely to rethink. There is also a difference to be one of President Johnon F.'s favorite novels. Kennedy.

If you are looking for a good fleming novel that deals with unrealistic exploitation of the Bond movies, "D -R" should not only treat you wonderful. 007 has been sent to a fictional island of the Caribbean to investigate the disappearance of two MI6 agents, but before he gets there, he is almost offended by a deadly centuries -old, planted in his bed (very nasty from the tarantula crawling over a glass dish, due to the heavy aversion, in the film. When he reaches the fictional key for cancer, he is attacked by a dragon-TE. A flame -throwing vehicle that kills Bond's contact.

Soon we find out that he is not in Russian coffins and plans to prevent the rocket of the United States in Cape Canaveral through an underground system. The metal with metal is not much more monitored in the book. He undergoes links to a tormented course of obstacles that ends with our protagonist battle with giant squid. Ironically, the novel is good more beautiful than the film, but it is the toned stupidity of the film final that plagued the audience's appetites for gadgets and border scientific pieces. If the film series started with "From Russia with Ubov", the franchise may have gone in a completely different direction.

Fleming's "Thunderball" It's not actually in my personal top five as a self -reading, but as the first chapter in the "Blofeld Trilogy", it's a installment that will lead you to my favorite Fleming novel.

This book of 1961 introduces us to a spectter, a criminal organization inhabited by former Nazis, but has not aligned with any country. The title in this direction liberated Fleming from having to deal with the US-Sab Saban (which shook the living rooms in the world two years later, when every person on the planet was helplessly watching as the Cuban missile crisis); Instead, he was able to introduce elements of nuclear blackmail that, although disturbing, were grounded in pure, mild fiction. "Thunderbolt" is a solid, pulsating pulsating head that confidently lays the foundations for the second installment of Fleming's "Blofeld Trilogy", surprising melancholy and tragic "of the secret service of its Majesty". This book, which will eventually become the most beautiful Bond movie to this day (which has a brilliant performance by Diana Rig), not only humanizes the typically dear character, it has broken it. The final entrance to the trilogy, "You Live Only Twice", is also terrible, but "at the Secret Service of Her Majesty" is the heartbreak you need to experience if you are in Bond, and you must read "Thunderball" to get there.