This was a fun read because I have watched the movie many times, but I had some major quibbles with this novel.
The book starts with James Bond in the Miami airport, waiting for a delayed flight. Coincidentally, another passenger recognizes him from a previous encounter, and enlists his help in figuring out how Auric Goldfinger is cheating him at cards, canasta in this case. Only later does Bond find out that Goldfinger is causing consternation in the UK, because the Bank of England suspects him of smuggling large amounts of gold out of the country. His boss, M, assigns Bond the case of finding out exactly what Goldfinger is up to.
There are a lot of things to like about the James Bond thrillers by Ian Fleming. They combine adventure and spy fiction, with interesting characters, and each one is a bit different. There does not seem to be a formula. Sometimes the stories are a bit fantastic, but still a lot of fun.
In this case, Fleming did seem to borrow from an earlier book, with the initial encounter with a villain being connected to card playing, and Bond meeting the villain before there is an official case to investigate (similar to
Moonraker). On the other hand, Bond's character is more developed in this book. He is introspective -- about his job where he kills people for a living, about his inability to be all things to all people.
Usually I find the James Bond books to be well written and entertaining, but this time the book had flaws that took me out of the story. There was a section of the story devoted to a round of golf, which went on entirely too long. It was important to the depiction of characteristics of both Goldfinger and Bond, and their future relationship, but could have been cut back by half, at least.
The story was also marred by offensive racial and homophobic comments. Sometimes such remarks can be attributed to the time of publication or as a character trait, but there was so much time spent on these remarks in this story, it was impossible to just ignore them.
Moving on to the movie. This was the third of the James Bond films, starring Sean Connery as James Bond, Gert Fröbe as Goldfinger, and Honor Blackman as Pussy Galore.
We watched the movie again after I read the book. The plot of the movie is fairly close to that of the book, but there were some changes, enough to make it entertaining.
Sometimes I cannot believe that the outrageous names that are used in the movies are actually from the books, but they are. Pussy Galore is the best example, I just could not believe that name would be used in a novel. But it was. In the movie she leads a band of female pilots that perform for airshows; in the book she is a female crime boss.
One big difference I noted was that Felix Leiter, a CIA agent and long-time friend of Bond, has a much larger role in the movie than in the book. In the movie he is in Miami to meet Bond and pass on M's instructions to keep tabs on Goldfinger. In the book he shows up much later, although he plays a crucial role.
In this case I would recommend the movie over the book, although certainly it is always nice to read the source material.
This is the 6th James Bond book I have read since I started blogging. I started with
Live and Let Die, Book 2 in the series, because I had read
Casino Royale in 2007 after the Daniel Craig movie came out. Now that I have read
Goldfinger, I really want to go back and reread
Casino Royale, but I am also in a hurry to get to
On His Majesty's Secret Service. Decisions, decisions.
Also see these reviews:
Clothes in Books,
At the Scene of the Crime,
Simon McDonald, and
Vintage Pop Fictions.
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Publisher: MJF Books, 1997 (orig. pub. 1959)
Length: 318 pages
Format: Hardcover
Series: James Bond, #7
Setting: US, UK, France, Switzerland
Genre: Spy thriller
Source: I purchased this book.