Acquire Alligator Developed By Michael Frith Readable In Version

heard of this book and wanted to read it long before I ever found a copy, It is quite difficult to find a print copy of thisJames Bond or Jmes Bnd as it is written in the book novel at a reasonable price.
Hardly surprising since it was first printed only as an insert to the "Harvard Lampoon," then as a limited edition paperback by Signet, . . extremely limited once the real Ian Fleming legally quashed the printing and prevented the two parodists responsible for the book, Michael Frith and Christopher Cerf, from ever writing about Bond again, in perpetuity.
Well, that was then, and this is now, and while the writers may still be banned from the Fleming Universe, the book is now available in electronic form, without a price tag attached.


It's relatively easy to satirize a genre, a particular title, or a specific author, because you take the conventions of that genre, the plot highlights of a title, or the eccentricities of a writer's style and exaggerate those points to an outlandish degree.
Parody is much more difficult because the goal is to write a funny book but in the exact style of the writer, no matter how grotesque the plot elements or supporting characters.
During the spy craze of thes some of the writers seeking to fill wire spinners with lurid paperbacks tried to imitate Fleming's style, but they found he was a very tough nut to crack.
His style is straightforward, almost pedestrian, and rises to literary heights only when writing about food, sports, guns, villains, cars or torture, . . some might claim, for example, that Bond's golf game with Auric Goldfinger is the highlight of "Goldfinger," and the whole world knows the phrase "shaken, not stirred" when it comes to Bond's choice of alcohol.
All Fleming's characters, even Bond, pale before his freakish villainsdwarfish sociopaths, sharp metal teeth, footballshaped heads, eyes like staring china dolls, and monomaniacal perverts, In "Alligator," the writers perfectly capture Fleming's style, especially when writing about food, sports, guns, villains, cars and torture,

There are many similarities between "Alligator" and "Goldfinger," beginning with the villain, Lacertus Alligator, a short unpleasant man with a misshapen head, metal teeth and a passion for purple.
In "Goldfinger," Bond immediately judges Goldfinger a troublemaker because he is short, ascribing most of the ills of the world to the actions of short people, In "Alligator," Bnd also gives short shrift to Alligator for the same reason: "I never trusted short people, Their mothers always tell them about how well Hitler and Napoleon did and they grow up thinking they can do the same thing, " And as with Goldfinger, Bnd first meets Alligator across a card table, only this time the villain is not cheating at Canasta in Miami, but Go Fish! "Yes, sir, I am familiar with the game, a variation of Authors, is it not" in a London club.
It will be obvious to the reader that Alligator's deaf Bulgars are standing behind Bnd and indicating that Alligator should ask for Threes by holding up three fingers, but Bnd will not catch on until we have several chapters of Flemingesque cardgame narration.
And I should also point out that Alligator has the habit of spraying everyone he meets with a purple vegetable dye harmless, but annoying, mimicking the shellacking Goldfinger gives the unfortunate Miss Masters.


The costly to Alligator confrontation at Go Fish! is only the overture to the main action, a crime on a grand scale, Instead of breaking open a piggy bank like Fort Knox, Alligator commits a crime far more grandiose and believable: he steals landmark London buildings including Big Ben, the Houses of Parliament with the members of Lords and Commons on Board and the Prime Minister, Queen and Lord Snowdon and floats them to Bermuda.
And he paints them purple, including the people, Of course, no one realizes they are in Bermuda or that Alligator is behind the theft the ransom note blames T, O. O. T. H. The Organization Organized To Hate, and Bnd is sent to investigate, a trail that eventually leads him to Alligator,

All through the book, the writers take Bond's mannerisms and eccentricities and transfer them to Bnd, using Fleming's deadpan and matteroffact style, He orders confidently and ludicrously from every menu he sees, tells chefs and bartenders how to make his food and drinks, and drinks enough for the entireSection.
He womanizes like his Fleming counterpart, but sometimes wonders if his chief is right

about it causing him to lose his focus, usually as he fails to notice something that should be obvious.


If you're not a fan of Ian Fleming or a devoted reader of the James Bond novels, most of the nuances of the book will be lost on you.
Likewise, if you know Bond only from the films, you will be left wondering what is going on, Though the novel does succeed somewhat on its own as a comic adventure novel, to be fully successful it really needs a reader conversant with the peculiarities of the Bond novels, which are quite different from the films.
But if you are a Fleming fan and a dyedinthewool Bond reader, then you have to read this book, . . and now you can. Great satire of the Ian Fleming books not the James Bond movies with their hyper acute attention to needless detail and theirs/s drinking and smoking sensibilities.
If you've read Bond, you'll appreciate the humor, Kind of humorous if you've read all the original bond books, . . Read it and enjoyed it plenty, It's funny and clever for fans of the books, It may not work for you if your only experience with James Bond is via the movies,
Having read most of the original Ian Fleming Bond novels, and having been a fan of Harvard Lampoon's print parodies since "Off the Wall Street Journal", I was delighted to discover that HL produced this frighteningly authentic spoof of them back in '.
From the spoton parody of the series' distinctive cover art to the precise reproduction of Fleming's prose style, this is apage delight, It is, for me, slightly uneven, Most of the time, the satirical edge is razor sharp as in the chapters where Bnd lights a cigarette in every other paragraph, or when his control is referred to simply as "" to avoid copyright infringement, but there are some stretched where it actually reads like one of the Fleming novels.
I think I mean that as a compliment to the authors because I was truly impressed by the accuracy of their mimicry, But this is, after all, Harvard Lampoon, so I found myself wondering at times if Fleming were writing a satire of their work instead, It must have been tough to outoutrageous Fleming, so I kept reading, By the end, though, I was very satisfied, and despite its minor flaws decided this was worth a recommendation to any HL or Bnd fan, .