The Making of a Spook

Holmes is still away so what better time to talk about him, right? Actually he’ll be speaking for himself in this interview with Ellie Ann. My thanks to Ellie Ann, who managed to pry things out of Holmes that I never knew before.

What I Want To Be When I Grow Up: A Spook

By Ellie Ann

I hear a lot of students have a hard time deciding on a major. I hear a lot of grown ups hate their jobs. So here it is: a series of interviews about What I Want To Be When I Grow Up. This is here to help people decide what occupation they want to occupy. Or, it’s here to help people resurrect their dreams of being a trapeze artist or Olympic speed walker.

First occupation in the spotlight: An Intelligence Operative

(This is a rare photo of Holmes. At least, I think it is Holmes. Can never be sure with spooks.)

(Piper’s note: This really is Holmes.)

He could be called many things: spy, intelligence agent, sleeper, plant, scout, undercover agent, heart throb . . . but today I’m just going to call him Holmes. Which might or might not be his real name.

He’s a good man. He’s noble. He’s smart. Behind his mask, he’s the real deal. Ladies and Gentlemen, I’m pleased to give you my interview of Holmes:

What did you want to be when you grew up?

First I wanted to be a knight with King Arthur. I had a really cool lance that I lugged around with my plastic shield. My mom refused to allow me to take them into stores or on subways. I eventually accepted my inability to rearrange the time continuum and shifted my ambitions toward being a fireman. I always had a fascination with travel and foreign cultures, and that certainly influenced my life.

Is your life constant car chases in Aston Martins, high stakes poker games, high-tech gadgets, jumping out of exploding helicopters, perfect hair, kidnapping dictator’s girlfriends, and fending off hordes of rich and well-dressed (albeit slinky) beautiful women? In other words, is James Bond FOR REAL? 

 

I am a conservative driver. I have never driven an Aston Martin. I admit to driving the wrong way on a busy one-way section of a main street in Madrid, and down a set of steps to a side street one time, but it was a Sunday so the traffic wasn’t as bad as at other times, and the circumstances merited it. Except for in training areas, I have only willfully ignored traffic laws three times.

Poker? I hate casinos and gambling in general. I have, on very rare occasions, had a reason to walk through a casino. I would have preferred to be in a library or a quiet section of forest.

Perfect Hair? I have pretty manageable thick hair. I spent several years having to keep my hair much longer than I would have preferred. That long, thick hair was a pain, but the “look” has to match the mission at hand. The well-tailored Tuxedo look only works in limited circumstances. The Tuxedo or well-tailored suit won’t work in a back alley in Caracas or the Atlas Mountains in Africa. The longhaired hippy look won’t work in a five star hotel lobby near an OPEC meeting. You have to look the “part,” but there are all sorts of “parts.”

Helicopters? I have survived one helicopter crash and have witnessed two others. I don’t desire extra helicopter rides. To me, they are a tool. I tolerate them without complaint when needed, but not for fun.

Kidnapping dictators’ girlfriends? Never done that. Did you have one in mind?

Fending off rich women? Are you mad? Why would I do that? Unfortunately, I’ve never had to. My rather tolerant wife gave me permission to not fend them off if they ever showed up, as long as they were going to share the riches.

James Bond is almost for real as one of many identities available to agents in the field, but the “Bond” type is very rare. Joe Tourist, Susie Business, Doctor Bob, and Pastor Bill are a few of the more common types of cover. Someone in a Bond role would be less willing to depend on luck and chance than the screen version that we all enjoy watching. I prefer the screen version. He’s more fun to watch.

What movies or books accurately portray the life of a spook?

 

There are many good books about espionage. A few that come to mind are Spy CatcherThe Falcon and the SnowmanThe Main EnemyThe Puzzle Palace, and By Way of Deception. There have been many tradecraft books published that describe the tools and mechanics of espionage, but I haven’t read the “open source” books on tradecraft so I have no idea which ones are realistic. Just remember that the world of espionage is a very big world, and that one person’s experience may be vastly different from that of another person. So there is no one “right” way for someone in espionage to proceed.

Generally speaking, what qualities/personalities do spook’s possess?

The qualities possessed by a cryptanalyst working in the NSA might be quite different from the qualities possessed by an analyst on the Cuban Desk at the CIA. The qualities that might make a covert action participant ideal for a trip to Somalia might be the same qualities that would leave him uncomfortable working patiently on a long-term operation in Europe. It’s a big world. There’s room for lots of types of folks.

The Director of the CIA, the NSA, or the DHS might have a different view on this, but I look for intelligence, reliability, loyalty, and commitment. I don’t look for big, fragile egos. Heavy drinkers and drug users are an instant “no.” Skills can be honed, new skills can be learned, but I need to see commitment to the mission at hand to begin to trust someone. I can teach you to shoot better, I can teach you to use a radio safely or run a dead drop. Gravity can easily teach you to parachute. I can’t teach you to be committed. That has to come from inside of you.

What do you love about your job?

I have enjoyed some of the travel. I have enjoyed knowing interesting people and developing life long friendships with people that are so different from my neighbors. What I like most of all is that I have been able to contribute in my small way to things that are very important to me.

What don’t you love about your job?

That’s a tougher question to handle. I don’t like failure. I don’t like it that things don’t always go well or that the intelligence establishments of the USA and its allies (vast and shockingly expensive that they are) cannot always anticipate or predict the future. The lost opportunities prior to 9-11 gnaw at me if I let them. I can’t let them. Crying about yesterday makes us useless today. But for all of us, in any walk of life, we have to “be here now” in order to contribute to the well being of our loved ones and ourselves. In a better world, there would be no spies, no guns, no nuclear weapons, and no hungry or abused children, but I was born in this world and in my imperfect human way, I have responded as best I can.

Say I want to be a spook when I grow up, what are some things I could do in jr high/high school that will prepare me for the job?

Foreign language studies should be started at the earliest possible age. By learning a language prior to age twelve, you will be able to speak it without a foreign accent. Learning a language late is still useful for certain jobs in the vast intelligence community.

-Pay attention in science class, and learn to use computers for more than video games. An interest in human geography and history helps, but those things can be acquired later. There will be a demand for Arabic speakers, Farsi speakers, Chinese speakers and (fluent) Spanish speakers for a long time to come.

-Avoid drugs and alcohol. Unlike Congress, the intelligence community requires sober employees. Self-discipline and self-restraint are valued.

-Be a respectable member of your community. In college, major in what you have a real interest in and likely will do best in. A good psychology major is a more attractive prospective employee than a poor mechanical engineering major.

-For most types of intelligence work (not all) we’ll be talking to your neighbors. If one crank neighbor says nasty things about you, we won’t automatically believe them. If several neighbors tell us that they don’t trust you, we won’t trust you either.

You’d be surprised at how detailed and enthusiastic neighbors can be when describing youngsters to us. People remember that time you helped them when they were sick. They remember that you helped the senior citizen shovel the snow in his driveway. When your neighborhood trusts you, they often become your best PR campaign. If your neighbors trusted you enough to go into their house and water their plants for them when they were on vacation, that’s important to us. You don’t need to be an “exciting” kid or a “cool” kid. You need to be a good kid. We’ll provide the excitement.

And finally, the question I’ve been dying to ask: What really happened in Area 51?!

 

Area 51? Hey, look. She and I were both young, and I was single at the time so . . . just kidding.

I have never been to Area 51. It’s outside my area of expertise. Area 51 is for work on high tech stuff like fast planes and missiles and things that are best not tested over the skies or under the streets of downtown Los Angeles or New York. I have heard no evidence of anything paranormal or intergalactic occurring at Area 51.

The greatest promoters of UFO stories have been the world’s leading Air Forces. It was always better to have the public believing in intergalactic UFO’s rather than asking questions about real experiments with real equipment. Can you imagine how many “UFO sightings” stealth planes and cruise missiles have generated?

First, I just want to say: Thank You Holmes for being born in this world and for responding to the threat of evil men with bravery and responsibility. I’m sure you have hundreds of cool stories. I hope one day they’ll make a movie about you. P.S. Who do you want to play you in the movie about your life?

Second, if you want more of Holmes (who wouldn’t?) then check out his fantastic articles about world politics, famous spooks, current affairs, and interesting history. Just look on the sidebar.

Would you want to be a spook?

Ellie Ann

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Ellie Ann continues this excellent career series with interviews of Archeologist Arielle Danielson, Writer Jason Arnopp (Dr. Who: The Gemini Contagion), Scientist Jordan Smith, Zookeeper Callene Rapp, Fashion Photographer Cody Bess, Stay-at-Home Mother Lisa Lang, and Deadliest Warrior Host Dr. Dorian. My deepest appreciation to Ellie Ann for loaning us her blog for the day.

The End is Near (and we deserve it). . . . Vibrating Tattoos

Next literary craze: The Girl with the Vibrating Tattoo…. Okay. That could be all kinds of wrong.

Blogs and Articles in No Particular Order

Voting opens at noon today for Bond. James Bond. My nomination for Best Movie Character in this year’s March Movie Madness over at Clay Morgan’s. I very much appreciate your vote for 007. He’s saved our world countless times. Now, it’s our turn to rally for him. March Movie Madness Round 3

A New Release from International Best Selling Author Vicki Hinze writing as Kali Kaye. GIRL TALK: LETTERS BETWEEN FRIENDS

Romance author Roni Loren gives some great tips. Are You Hiding Behind a Wall on Your Blog?

My favorite ferret writer, Samuel Clemons, reminds us that happiness is a choice we must make every day. No Way, Sweetheart

Marilyn Hagerty, a lovely journalist from Grand Forks, North Dakota who wrote the viral review of The Olive Garden experienced the haute cuisine of New York City and posted some photos. I’ve been following her adventure closely, as I’m going to New York for my first real visit in July. Dinner Photos: Le Bernardin

From Dr. Rita Hancock, a pain management specialist writing for Redwood’s Medical Edge. Ten Myths About Drug Addiction Part 1

The rundown on Nip/Tuck from TV Maven Tiffany White. A Little Nip Here, a Little Tuck There

Someone mailed $70k worth of marijuana to “Karen Wright” at St. Martin’s Press, but there is no Karen Wright who works there. St. Martin’s Press Marijuana Mystery

I love this blog from Callene Rapp. Full Metal Jousting. Sign me up! To watch, anyway. It’s on the History Channel.

You’ve probably been hearing about “pink slime” in the news lately. That’s the ammonia washed industrial bort of beef that gets added into some hamburger that’s sold in stores. Myndi Shafer forwarded this list of who sells it, and who doesn’t. Where to Get ‘Pink Slime’-Free Beef

Gene Lempp always fascinates with his Designing from Bones series. This week, he discusses an ancient stone map found in the Russian outback. Map of the Creator

Jenny Hansen hosts awesome writing instructor Margie Lawson this week. Writing 50,000 Inimitable Smiles by Margie Lawson

Is there a dog that’s a perfect fit for you? August McLaughlin asks, Which Pooch are You?

Some of you folks are going to love this. A Cupcake ATM. Really.


Would you get a vibrating tattoo? Care to tell us where and what it would be? Remember, please. This is a PG-13 blog.

All the best to all of you for enjoying your phone calls.

Piper Bayard–The Pale Writer of the Apocalypse

The End is Near (and we deserve it). . . . Tide Detergent Cleaning Up on Black Market

Drug Dealers “Clean Up” with Tide

I think they should revive The Beverly Hillbillies. Instead of making their fortune in “black gold” they can make it in “liquid gold” and move from the Ozarks to Oakland. They could be The Beverly Homebillies.

The Beverly Homebillies

Blogs and Articles in No Particular Order 

Starting out today with an excellent review of the movie Act of Valor by Author Tammy Salyer, who is, herself, a foreign war veteran. I was leery of this movie until I spoke with her about it, and I would concur wholeheartedly with her assessment. Movie Review: Act of Valor

One Year After Disaster at Fukushima Nuclear Plant, Town Remains Frozen in Time

Renee Jacobson explores the social media dilemma of “How much is too much?” I Thought About It. . . .

Best selling author Kristen Lamb helps answer that question. Deadly Doses – Politics, Religion, and Our Author Platform

Speaking of controversy, a fascinating read from Greg Smith, the newly former Goldman Sachs executive director and head of the firm’s United States equity derivatives business in Europe, the Middle East and Africa. Why I Am Leaving Goldman Sacs

James Bond – Most Enduring Movie Icon

Bond. James Bond. I’ve nominated him as best movie character over at Clay Morgan’s Movie Madness 2. I would be forever grateful if you pop by there and help me defend my title as the Winner of March Movie Madness by voting for Bond. Your vote counts! Thank you for your support. :)

Fascinating post by Leslie Hedrick about the real Paul Revere. You know. The one who lived back when all “Americans” were British. Paul Revere: Man or Myth?

Should School District Be Allowed to Demand Middle School Student’s Facebook Password? Very scary development in Minnesota. Principal used police to intimidate girl into giving him her password, though she was not charged with or suspected of any crime beyond unflattering comments about school officials.

Donna Newton brings us the fascinating author Chris Nickson, who has written several celebrity biographies including David Boreanaz and Christopher Reeve. 30 Second Interview with . . . Chris Nickson

When I say Hummer, different people picture different things, but almost everyone has an opinion about them. This is Nigel Blackwell’s take on this iconic vehicle. More Wild Opera than Hummer

 

How healthy is that health food? Former Big Food exec Bruce Bradley educated me about ‘leanwashing’ this week. Leanwashing is Used by Big Food to Make Food Appear Healthy

Two stops this week on the Bayard/Lamb 2012 Campaign Blog Tour. Liv Rancourt pried into our positions and opinions about paranormal entities and where they fit into our platform. A Foxie with Moxie Campaign Stop. Also, Shawna Coronado got us talking about how the White House vegetable garden will be used in limiting nonsense on the floor of Congress. Bayard/Lamb 2012 Presidential Campaign Blog Stop; Opinions on Agriculture and Gardening

Dogs lick, and cats suck. Ask animal behavior specialist Amy Shojai why that is. Why is My Dog a Licking Maniac? and Why Do Cats Suck?

Dogs may lick and cats may suck, but this opossum snowboards. Really. Ratatouille the Snowboarding Opossum.

What do you folks think? Should schools ever have the right to students’ Facebook passwords?

All the best to all of you for a week of keeping your dirty business clean.

Piper Bayard–The Pale Writer of the Apocalypse

Goldfinger — Bayard & Holmes on Bond

The 1964 Bond movie Goldfinger, based on Ian Fleming’s seventh novel, which bears the same name, tells a tale of a gold trader, Auric Goldfinger, who is suspected of smuggling gold out of England. James Bond, played by Sean Connery, is assigned the task of investigating him, and we soon find out that his smuggling operations are only the tip of his criminal iceberg.

With Goldfinger, Bond movies matured into the pattern that would characterize them for the next forty years. This was largely due to the new director, Guy Hamilton. Hamilton, born in Paris, France, in 1922, participated in the French Resistance during the Nazi occupation of WWII. He was involved with Fleming in intelligence matters during that time.

Hamilton took one more step from the merely fictional to the purely fantastical with the genre, and not just with gadgets and Bond’s perpetually pressed tuxedo. For example, Hamilton wanted to tone down Bond’s superhero image by beefing up the villain. As part of this effort, he upgraded the “circular saw” of the novel to a laser, something that was cutting edge technology (so to speak) in 1964. To this day, Goldfinger is one of the most popular Bond villains of all time.

Bayard

Hamilton brought about several of the “firsts” that became enduring parts of Bond culture.

  • First Bond theme recorded by a pop star, in this case, Shirley Bassey. This would become a regular feature of Bond films with the exception of On Her Majesty’s Secret Service.
  • First intense opening action scene with Bond. Goldfinger is the first movie to begin with our man, Bond, performing outstanding feats of wit, stealth, and tailoring in the opening shots of the movie. Here, he sneaks into enemy territory with a fake bird on the hood of his dive suit, and sheds the suit to reveal a flawless, white tuxedo. After a suitably loud and impressive explosion, he then proceeds to rendezvous with a lovely, sexually aroused double agent. Rather than bedding the girl, though, Bond ends up electrocuting a man in her bathtub with a space heater. He then delivers Holmes’ favorite line from the movie, “Shocking. Positively shocking.”
  • First appearance of “Q” (played by Desmond Llewelyn), the chief MI-6 “Gadgetologist,” whose gadgets included the fully loaded (literally) Aston Martin. The Aston Martin came from the factory equipped with a smoke screen device as had been requested, but the longer the movie crew thought about the car, the more gadgets they added, including a bullet proof shield, machine guns, and rotating license plates.
  • Increased number of double entendres, including our first blatantly sexual name of a Bond girl, the hard-bitten villainess pilot, Pussy Galore. Let’s all admit it, folks. Honor Blackman (38-yrs-old and most mature of all the Bond girls) deserved an academy award for delivering her name with a straight face. Not only that, she took delight in interviews by repeatedly stating that name. The producers, Albert R. Broccoli and Harry Saltzman, were concerned that it would never get past American censors. It’s rumored that Hamilton got around that by taking the censor and his wife to dinner and saying they were great supporters of the Republican Party. The American public conveniently played along and pretended Ms. Galore was named after a four-legged mammal that purrs.
Honor Blackman as Pussy Galore

One funny story about the novel, Goldfinger, is around the name of the book. A friend of Fleming’s inspired the character, but he named the villain and styled him after a neighbor, Erno Goldfinger, who was an architect. Mr. Erno Goldfinger was replacing Victorian buildings with modernist designs, which incensed Ian Fleming. When the book was published, Mr. Goldfinger consulted his lawyers, which inspired Mr. Fleming to suggest that he might rename the character “Goldprick” instead. They settled out of court. Mr. Fleming paid Mr. Goldfinger his legal costs, six copies of the book, and the agreement that he would always use the character’s first name, Auric.

And speaking of gold, the notion that Jill Masterson could suffocate as a result of being painted head to toe in gold paint? Purely manufactured by Ian Fleming’s imagination, so no need to worry when your toddlers get into your art supplies. At least not for that reason.

Holmes

If you watch closely, you will see Bert Kwouk of Pink Panther fame (Cato) playing a Chinese nuclear scientist. He’s hard to spot as such, though, as he is not jumping out of a closet to attack anyone.

As in From Russia with Love, one injury in this movie was very real during the filming. Olympic weightlifting silver medalist and professional wrestler Harold Sakata did a fine job playing Goldfinger’s hatchet man, Oddjob. In the movie, Bond electrocutes Oddjob through the metal rim of his bowler hat to kill him. Unfortunately, Sakata was actually electrocuted during the filming of this scene, but he was such a dedicated actor, he didn’t let go of his hat until the director called “Cut!” He was badly burned by this event.

Harold Sakata as Oddjob

One of my favorite of the many memorable scenes from the movie included crushing a mafioso in an auto salvage yard car crusher. The idea of a mobster being disposed of in a car crusher just gives me a warm feeling. Years later, I saw the device repeated in the film Pulp Fiction.

The one scene from Goldfinger that I find annoying, though, is the car chase in the industrial complex. The scene was so obviously “slow filmed” for a speed up that it was unwatchable. However, the rest of the film maintained very good production quality.

Goldfinger caused something of an outrage amongst the American public. The US government received letters from angry Americans wanting to know why a British film crew was allowed inside the vault at Fort Knox. They weren’t. No filming was allowed inside of the vault complex. Those scenes were completely manufactured by Hamilton and his crew.

The film crew also managed to aggravate the United States Army. They were granted permission to fly over Fort Knox with the condition that they were not to fly below 3,000 feet in altitude. Hamilton thought that was just hopeless, and had the pilots break their agreement and fly over the gold depository at 500 feet.

If you’re looking for a brain-twisting mystery or a soul-touching drama, this isn’t it. If you want a little effortless fun with fantastical villains and a larger-than-life hero, this is it. We enjoyed the movie and think it deserves a .357 magnum rating, meaning it won’t change your life, but it’s certainly worth renting.

Have you see Goldfinger? What’s your favorite part of this iconic movie? If you could have a hat like Oddjob’s that was also a weapon, what weapon would you want it to be?

Piper Bayard—The Pale Writer of the Apocalypse

Holmes—Student of Sex, C4, and Hollow Points

From Russia with Love – Bayard & Holmes on Bond

I am a lifelong fan of Bond movies, and my writing partner, Holmes, is a man with experience in intelligence and covert operations. This week, we’re continuing our look at this iconic movie series with a few comments about From Russia with Love.

This second Bond film from 1963 is another fun, tongue in cheek spy movie based on the fifth Bond novel from Ian Fleming, who was, himself, an elite MI-6 agent during WWII. If you are looking for a serious espionage drama this isn’t it. If you want a little relaxing humor and some cool action scenes, have at it.

In this movie, MI-6 receives an offer of a “new” high-end Russian cypher machine, and although they are sure the offer is an entrapment, the prize is just to good to ignore. Little do they know that SPECTRE, the Special Executive for Counter-Intelligence, Terrorism, Revenge, and Extortion, is playing both the USSR and the USA to get the machine and kill Bond.

Here’s what a belly dancer and a spook have to say about this movie classic. . . .

Bayard:

As I watched this movie, I laughed, remembering Holmes’ comment in our first installment of The Love Doctors. “Dating for me was beautiful Russian women appearing out of nowhere and pretending to love me, and me pretending to believe them.”

As a belly dancer, I’m delighted to have a belly dance scene to address. “Leila,” a.k.a. Lisa Nelson, is the perfect example of what I always tell my students. Do simple things well, and you’re in the game. She had only danced a few years when she made From Russia with Love. I’m sure there are still accomplished dancers up and down the West Coast and throughout Turkey who curse her name to this day for succeeding out of turn, but that only goes to prove another thing I tell my students. Dancing and entertaining are two different things. Few people are accomplished at both, and when it comes to the public, entertaining matters more.

Leila’s dance takes place in a Turkish gypsy camp. The Turkish Rom have a very distinctive style of dance, which is based on a box step and includes what I call “Turkish abuse.” . . . Striking different parts of the body with a closed fist or the butt of the hand in a traditional, stylized fashion. Leila’s dance, on the other hand, is Turkish cabaret, with no “steps,” and very pronounced movements. Nothing subtle about this girl, which is typical of both Turkish cabaret and newer dancers. However, like I said in the last paragraph, she does simple things well, and she does them with a confidence and panache that carry more entertainment weight than her inexperience.

The other thing that jumps out at me as a woman is the portrayal of Tatiana Romanova played by Daniela Bianchi. It seems her only talent as a Russian cypher clerk is to sit around being beautiful. She contributes nothing to the accomplishment of the mission, but Holmes assures me she is crucial to the Plot that Men Love, which is an element of all Bond movies.

Personally, I think Bianchi’s contribution of feminine, obedient, ego-puffing eye candy is very much a product of the early 60s mainstream social environment. Back then, women were still largely regarded as helpless creatures meant only for pleasing men and raising children with the assistance of “Mother’s Little Helper.” That’s “valium” for you young folks. While I appreciate this earlier Bond film for being true to the tone of Fleming’s character, I don’t mind that the later films, as we shall see, have stronger, more relevant female characters.

Daniela Bianchi

Holmes:

One of the funniest parts of the movie is a bit subtle and must have been an intentional mistake for the sake of humor. The cypher machine is a “new” model, but Bond responds to the information by mentioning that they have been trying to get it for years. From the brief view of the machine in the film, it appeared to me to be a commercial version of the Model 32 Easy-Cypher Teletype Unit.

My favorite character is the hilarious “Rosa Klebb,” played by the very talented Austrian actress Lotte Lenya. In real life, Lotte was always a favorite member of any stage or film crew. She had a reputation for generosity and compassion. But in this movie she convincingly portrays a Vaudeville style vile, heartless villain in the form of SPECTRE’s Number 3. You just can’t help wanting to put a few hollow points into that nasty Rosa Klebb.

Rosa Klebb

The train scenes take place on carefully restored cars from the Orient Express. I found the fight scene on the train to be well-choreographed and skillfully filmed in very confining spaces—in the actual train.

The director and producers wanted a very convincing fire scene for the boat chase. The concept of defeating the pursuers with leaking fuel was a bit lame, and they needed to provide a good visual impact for the movie goers to pull it off. They succeeded all to well. If it looks like the actors are really are on fire, that’s because they are.  The fire got out of control, and three members of the crew ended up in the hospital.

An interesting drama within the drama is the story of Pedro Armendariz. He played the Turkish MI-6 contract station manager. Born in Mexico to an American mother and a Mexican father, he was known as a cheerful man who had no enemies, and he had been a favorite of American movie mogul, John Ford. Pedro acted in a Ford production  with John Wayne that was filmed in the canyons west of St George, Utah, downwind from a concurrent surface nuclear weapons test in Nevada. The crew of that film suffered more than three times the expected cancer incidence over the next twenty-five years.

Pedro Armendariz

During the early stages of filming From Russia with Love, Armendariz was diagnosed with cancer and told that he only had a few weeks to live. He wanted to complete the film before returning home so they rearranged the filming schedule to get all of his scenes done first. Pedro eschewed pain medication during the filming and finished his parts. The limp that you see in the movie was very real. He returned home to Los Angeles and died a few days later.

If you want some realism nit picking, here it is. That “sniper rifle” is not a “.25 caliber” anything. It’s a .22 caliber, back-packable AR-7 that they could have purchased at K-Mart where I bought mine when I was 15. I got rid of it quickly because it was the least accurate rifle I had ever purchased, until I made the unpardonable mistake of buying an Italian Caracano. Since you don’t know my real identity, I can safely confess the Caracano to you. My wife doesn’t know about the Caracano purchase during my youth, and I’m never going to tell her. But as for the AR-7 in the film, it’s great for rabbits, and only slightly better than a slingshot for sniper work.

AR-7 Rifle — Making rabbits cower

Also, a well-trained, well-armed security team would have transported Bond, the machine, and the alleged defector to a waiting transport plane at a NATO air base in Turkey. Escorted by four F-105 Thunder Chiefs, the plane would have flown to the UK with a fueling stop at a NATO base in Italy without ever entering Soviet controlled air space over eastern Europe. At the refueling stop, expert interrogators would get on the plane for subtle and friendly interrogation of the defector, and that process would continue (in a relaxed and friendly way) for months. Bond and the machine would get off the plane and enter a separate transport. To soothe the defector’s ego, a high level MI-6 big shot carrying some pricey, cold champagne would get on the plane for the red carpet schmooze job. No way in hell anybody is getting on that train with that machine. But that would have been pretty boring so for our sake they took the train.

For many Bond fans, this film is the best of the bunch. Holmes and I rate it at a .357 Magnum*. The only reason we exclude it from our top .44 Magnum rating is because it lacks any “life changing qualities.” Your life won’t be changed by this film, but you’ll probably enjoy it.

Do you prefer the Bond girls to be eye candy, or to have more relevant roles? Is From Russian with Love one of your favorites? Why or why not?

All the best to all of you for assassin-free train rides.

Piper Bayard—The Pale Writer of the Apocalypse

Holmes—Student of Sex, C4, and Hollow Points

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Dr. No — Bayard & Holmes on Bond

I’m a lifelong fan of Bond movies, and my writing partner, Holmes, is a man with experience in intelligence and covert operations. Since Bond is the most enduring cinematic spy adventure hero, we thought we’d have a bit of fun and take a look at this iconic movie series with you.

We thoroughly enjoyed Dr. No, the first Bond film. Made in 1962 and based on Ian Fleming’s 1958 James Bond novel, it starred Sean Connery, Ursula Andress, and Jack Lord. The film was skillfully directed by Terrance Young and filmed on location in Jamaica as well as in a studio in London.

Dr. No, the foundation of all Bond films, is very much a product of its time. The grinding Cold War struggle between the dreary Soviet Union and its satellite states versus the freedom-loving NATO member states loomed large in the minds of working class Westerners. The standard of living was still rising in the West, and movies shown in quaint, air-conditioned “plaster baroque” theaters were a prime source of entertainment.

Soviet team members generally weren’t allowed to view Western films, but presumably enjoyed drinking vodka and cursing the decadent Bond while negotiating black market deals for prized items from the decadent West. On the other hand, Westerners welcomed the idea of a charming, Western superhero.

Wisely, the creators selected a fictitious super enemy, “S.P.C.T.R.E.” The Special Executive for Counter-Intelligence, Terrorism, Revenge, and Extortion served two valuable purposes. It allowed Westerners to watch a spy adventure film without triggering their real life Cold War anxieties, and it had a broad enough charter in evil doings to allow for a couple dozen sequels.

Dr. No of S.P.C.T.R.E.

Here’s what an author/bellydancer and a spook have to say about Dr. No.

Bayard:

While Ian Fleming created the book character of James Bond, director Terrence Young fashioned the movie icon as we know him today. The sophisticated connoisseur of all things quality, from fine wines to fine women, is actually a reflection of Young, himself, rather than Fleming, Sean Connery, or even the bourbon-drinking Bond of the novels.

The movie Bond not only breaks the rules of polite society, but also the rules of an appealing protagonist. As an author, I have to ask how a cold, dark, sometimes cruel man can have such appeal.

The answer? The Twilight Effect. Now don’t start sending sparkly vampires after me for that comparison before you hear me out.

Bond, like Edward and Jacob, hooks into our most primal fantasies of strength and safety. He’s a man who demonstrates an impressive absence of performance anxiety by sleeping with women who he knows are conspiring to kill him, before turning a them over to MI-6 for enhanced interrogation. Then, he ruthlessly dominates even the most creative, dastardly villains with no apparent emotional impact.

Bond’s only evidence of vulnerability is his protectiveness toward his beautiful allies (the Bellas, only with bigger boobs and pretty faces). Also, in Dr. No, specifically, he as a momentary bit of sweat on his hands. Virile invulnerability dedicated to protecting the vulnerable feminine. What could possibly be more appealing to our core, biological natures as humans?

Since the Bond movies are not only entertainment but also a snapshot of changing values and concerns in Western society, I found two more observations noteworthy.

First, everyone smokes in this movie. If there had been children in the movie, they would have been toking Camels. This was long before any Surgeon General’s warnings on cigarettes, and few people knew or understood how dangerous cigarettes were.

Second, Ursula Andress has a belly. I don’t mean a poochy old lady belly, but a soft, feminine, “I’m not a gym rat” belly. This was a time before plastic surgery and the glorification of flat, muscular man-bellies. And what do you know? She still sets the standard for the Bond girls. Can you honestly say she isn’t every bit as appealing or more so than her trained-up, silicone-enhanced sisters of today? Up with real!

Holmes:

Dr. No was a low-budget film that relied more on the skill of the director, actors, camera crews, editor, and set manager then on priceless special effects. After reading the script film editor Peter Hunt decided to try a new approach to keep the audience happily engaged. He decided that he didn’t want moviegoers to have too much time to observe any of the action scenes and discover flaws or inconsistencies. He used more camera angles than usual for each action scene and changed views quickly. He felt that this would heighten the excitement of the scenes without moviegoers getting overly focused on details. His idea worked well, and later generations of movie and TV show creators further developed the technique to nauseating extremes and less pleasing effect.

When a British MI-6 agent in Jamaica and his gorgeous secretary disappear, Bond is dispatched to Jamaica to investigate. As in most Bond plots he shows up, smiles, flirts and then reacts confidently as bad guys show up to do him in. Bond never works too hard at finding the evil doers. With his charming savoir-faire and charisma, the bad guys can’t wait to meet Bond and improve their underworld images by tangling with him. Like in most Bond films the bad guy dispatches an array of unlikely, obedient killers who are a cross between a Soviet hit team and the Keystone Cops. I love it.

My favorite scene from this movie is the car chase. A crew of Jamaican assassins chases Bond on a winding mountain dirt road. Bond apparently hasn’t yet rated an upgrade to his gadget-packed Aston Martin. He is forced by his cheap MI-6 superiors to drive a less flashy Sunbeam Alpine. Fortunately for Bond, the bad guys are chasing him in a large old La Salle hearse. If I ever get chased by Jamaican assassins, I hope they are driving a hearse. Not surprisingly the assassin crew and their hearse don’t fare well in the chase. Don’t ask me why they didn’t wait by a turn in the road and kill Bond with the tried-and-true Sicilian twelve gun roadside salute. I guess the Jamaicans hadn’t heard about Sicily.

In Dr. No, male viewers will enjoy one of the most popular Bond scenes ever. Ursula Andress steps from the sea in a tasteful white bikini. At this point in the movie, with Ursula now filling the minds of male viewers, female viewers might notice a loosening of the plot and an acceleration to the conclusion. With Ursula on their minds, guys don’t need to be provided with a plot. They have one. Women viewers will just have to wait for the couple of good scenes including a charming hot tub scene for Dr. No. I guess this is why Hollywood loves male moviegoers. We bring our own reliable plot to every film. It’s a great plot and we love it.

Bear in mind that Ursula’s voice was dubbed for this movie due to her then still heavy Swiss accent. An interesting aside of Ursula’s appearance in a spy movie is that her father may have been a double agent Nazi diplomat. He apparently was working for the West as a spy while pretending to be a loyal Nazi.

It’s hard to imagine that this movie was filmed on such a small budget. Only $1 million for all of it. In fact, the house with the radio transmitter at the beginning of the film was the real home of the actress who transmits on the radio. Also, the communications scene in London with the radio consuls was actually borrowed equipment destined for a new airport control network in Delhi, India.

Nuclear reactor set of Dr. No

Together, we rate this movie at a full .357 magnum. In other words, we’d pay full price for an evening show on a weekend if we could ever tolerate the crowds. (Click here for our rating system.) Young moviegoers might not be willing to take a historical perspective and forgive the farcical explosion scene at the end or the lack of detail in the “implied” sex scenes. Also, moviegoers who demand deep meaning and soul searching won’t find it here. But for anyone wanting a painless and colorful bit of recreation, enjoy Doctor No.

Bond. James Bond.

What do you find appealing about James Bond? What’s your opinion of Ursula Andress and her old-fashioned, natural woman style of beauty?

Keep an eye out for our next Bond review, which will be From Russia with Love.

All the best to all of you for avoiding assassins on winding mountain roads.

Piper Bayard—The Pale Writer of the Apocalypse

Holmes—Student of Sex, C4, and Hollow Points

Ian Fleming–The Original Bond

It is arguable that no Hollywood character has been more enduring or more popular over the decades than Bond. James Bond. Novelist Ian Fleming’s never shaken, never stirred superstar agent of Britain’s MI-6. Since I’m a lifelong Bond fan, and my writing partner, Holmes, is a man with experience in intelligence and covert operations, it seems only natural that we would take a look at this iconic series that set the standard for the espionage adventure hero and continues to fulfill the box office dreams of Hollywood producers.

Watching the Bond movies would likely leave viewers thinking that Fleming was a novelist with a good imagination and little or no knowledge of the often grueling, sometimes tedious, and almost always dangerous work done by real life intelligence operatives. The lavish spending on equipment and accommodations and the hours spent tossing money around in posh casinos filled with apparently lonely, glamorous women would make average MI-6 employees chuckle to themselves.

Ian Fleming chose to write far-fetched plots that didn’t always bother to tie together details in a realistic way. They also generally ignored the realities of intelligence work. But Ian knew more about MI-6 then he ever explained to the public.

Ian Fleming

Fleming came from a wealthy Scottish-English family that some sources say traces back to an Elizabethan intelligence operative, John Bond, whose motto was Non Sufficit Orbis, or, The World is not Enough. Fleming grew up in posh private schools. After graduating from Eaton College with some of the highest honors ever achieved by an Eatonian, he entered Sandhurst Military Academy. Fleming found Sandhurst boring and tedious and left early, though on good terms with the staff.

He then traveled to the continent to study and perfect his abilities in French and German in preparation for applying to work in the British Foreign Office. The brilliant Fleming mysteriously failed the Foreign Office exam and did not opt to retest. He quickly found a position as a journalist with the Reuters news service and spent part of 1933 in Moscow.

In retrospect, his failure on the Foreign Office exam may have been arraigned by MI-6 recruiters to keep him “clean” of association with the British Foreign Office in order to enable “deep cover” peace time work for the British intelligence community. On the eve of WWII, Ian accepted a reserve commission as a subaltern in Britain’s renowned Black Watch regiment. In 1939, Rear Admiral John Godfrey recruited Fleming to work in Naval intelligence.

In the snail’s pace promotion world of the British Navy, Fleming quickly rose to the rank of commander. His imagination served him well in naval intelligence. He commanded a very secretive, elite special intelligence force known “Assault Force 30.” Fleming selected men that he felt had the intelligence and sophistication to recognize valuable information that normal commandos might not notice.

Fleming also helped found the highly successful ”T Force” for the purpose of recovering Nazi technology from the collapsing Nazi empire at the end of the war. T Force was more successful than anyone imagined possible. Anyone but Fleming, that is.

In the last year of the war, T Force used intelligence from a variety of sources to locate and acquire valuable information on the latest NAZI inventions. The Nazis had developed several new weapons that they no longer had the industrial infrastructure to produce, or could not produce in significant numbers. The British and their allies profited tremendously from T Force’s acquisitions of the latest German developments in jet engines, rockets, chemistry, submarines and electronics.

Flemming never spoke of his war-time activities to outsiders. Some say that Assault Force 30′s heavy casualties when they were misused by allied commanders in the Normandy invasions had left him deeply affected. To strangers and journalists, Fleming always minimized his war experiences with vague stories of a paper pushing office life. However, enough information was pieced together over the years by curious investigators to know that the man who wrote the charming and fun James Bond series, as well as the children’s story, Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, was a real life, deadly special agent and the leader of British naval intelligence’s most elite WWII group.

One charming story of Fleming is that he once heard about a party to celebrate the production of a Bond movie that he had not had a hand in. The party was allegedly held at a mansion in the Bahamas and attended by several British royals and other VIPs. Given the concentration of politicians, millionaires, and royals, the security effort for the party was massive and included troops of machine gun armed guards with guard dogs. The party was held on a large patio-pool area and adjoining lawn on a hill top overlooking the Atlantic. Fleming allegedly slipped his way through the security cordons, walked through the crowd, accepted a glass of champagne from a waiter, was noticed by a few of the movie people who knew him, and, as a murmur grew in the crowd, he stepped out of the light and vanished.

On August 12, 1964, Ian Lancaster Fleming died of a heart attack. He is interred next to his wife, Anne Fleming (1931-81), and their only child, Caspar Robert (1952-75), in the village of Sevenhampton, England near the Welsh border. His entertaining character, James Bond, lives on.

The 22 Bond films are not only fun and interesting, they are a photo album of the last fifty years of changing societal issues and attitudes toward war, space travel, feminism, realism in film, and exactly what constitutes a hero. Next week, we’ll be taking a look at the first Bond movie, Dr. No, which was based on Ian Fleming’s 1958 book of the same title.

What are your favorite Bond films and why? Are there other classic spy series would you like us to review?

All the best to all of you for a week of not blowing your cover.

Piper Bayard–The Pale Writer of the Apocalypse

Holmes–Student of Sex, C4, and Hollow Points