It's a Crime
Goldfinger, By Ian Fleming. (Cape, 15s.) Pym's number one is the latest and least plausible even of James Bond's jaunts and jollities, in which hp tangles with 'the greatest thing in crime since Cain invented murder'—a fellow-member of Blades who cheats at golf and canasta, serves Piesporter Goldtropfchen 1953 with curry, suffers from constipation and plans and executes the greatest robbery ever dreamed up. Bond escapes from being strapped in the path of a circular saw to have Pussy Galore, the Lesbian queen of crime, fall into his arms at last—seduced into heterosexuality and, presumably, an honest living by the comma of black hair and the fiercely slitted grey eyes of the most accident-prone secret agent in the business. Shoes by Peal. Also mentioned : Balmain's Vent Vert, Caron's Muguet, Lentheric after-shave lotion, Revlon nail- varnish, Brooks Brothers, Abercrombie and Fitch, Dimple Haig, Penfold and Dunlop golf balls, king-size Chesterfields, Leica cameras, at least five of the flashier makes of motor-car and —receptacle for the Walther PPK in the Berns Martin holster—The Bible Designed to be Read as Literature.
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