What a ride! I haven't been so gripped by a book in years.
With
Devil May Care, I found myself caught up in the hype of the occassion. That was what powered me through the novel.
Devil May Care will remain in my mind far more for being the Centenary novel than for the story itself.
However, reading
The Moneypenny Diaries: Final Fling, Samantha Weinberg involves the reader to a degree I haven't felt in a story for some time. Jane Moneypenny takes Kate Westbrook on a journey, who in turn, takes the reader on the journeys of both women. As zencat said, you
believe in this story. There are no major action sequences - this is a novel of mystery and intrigue. The seeds have been planted throughout
The Moneypenny Diaries: Guardian Angel and
The Moneypenny Diaries: Secret Servant;
The Moneypenny Diaries: Final Fling is all about taking the reader towards its very tidy conclusion.
Most importantly of all, you believe the story's characters really exist. Moneypenny and Westbrook are wonderfully fleshed out, but what is particularly impressive is the way Weinberg so convincingly takes Fleming's key players in directions in which John Pearson's
James Bond: The Authorised Biography Of 007 barely hinted.
In so many ways,
The Moneypenny Diaries: Final Fling is the most important entry ever into the continuation series - and one of the most important James Bond novels period. While
Devil May Care failed to bring anything new to the table (perhaps that was the intention),
The Moneypenny Diaries: Final Fling delivers revelation after revelation - all within Fleming's timeline.
It's a gutsy move, which may go some way toward explaining why these books haven't received the marketing push that
Devil May Care or the Young Bond novels have; like zencat said, it effectively - if you'll excuse the pun - closes the book on the literary James Bond. This lack of marketing is hugely disappointing, given the trilogy (and in particular,
The Moneypenny Diaries: Final Fling) is undoubtedly superior to the former and certainly on par with the latter. In fact, it parallels Higson's series quite nicely in that its conceit is rather naff, but it's executed with such conviction that you believe it.
The result is a surprisingly moving novel with several scenes in particular that are ripe with emotion. In fact,
The Moneypenny Diaries: Final Fling achieves a level of intelligence and poignancy that one would never expect to find within the pages of a James Bond novel - and it's all the better for it.
To any fans holding out (given the lack of discussion on these boards, I suspect there are many),
read these novels. Weinberg captures the spirit of Fleming's Bond and his world in a way no book has since Kingsley Amis'
Colonel Sun.