Noted. The "piece", such as it is, was written in the throes of the depressingly cretinous stuff that was appearing here in the light of the release of Quantum of Solace. Its intention, aside from playing a comedy game with structure which I appear to have been alone in enjoying, was indeed to demonstrate how absurd internet criticism can be - it is, indeed, deliberately extreme, but perhaps no more extreme than some of the unmitigated pus that was being bandied about about mr Forster or Mr Bradley or Mr White and Ms Keys. By focusing on a different subject, I would have intended to draw that out and have people think.
The internet is certainly a wild and woolly place filled with absurd and often moronic criticism, but I don't think was made any more so in the aftermath of the release of Quantum of Solace. I also get down about it sometimes, but there is surely a difference between 16-year-olds posting that Another Way To Die is 'the crappiest song ever sung' or worse to you stooping to, not their level but close, in a front page article on the website. Had this been a forum post I might have reacted a bit differently.
I do understand the frustration (and felt it reading the piece), but it did seem a little to be wallowing in that to make the point, and it depressed me. The site is better than this, and so are you, and you well know it. One thing I really appreciate about this website, in fact, is just how much extraordinaily intelligent and meaningful criticism there is. It may be a small percentage of the overall output, but it's there. Your article on Fleming's THE MAN WITH THE GOLDEN GUN is one of the best pieces of criticism of that novel, and Fleming in general, that I've read anywhere. Seven years after you wrote it, several of us had, I think, an absurd, diverting but nevertheless enlightening discussion about it here in these very forums alongside conversations about the running time of QoS and speculation about George Lazenby's putative fourth film as a Bond villain in a Star Trek film directed by Quentin Tarantino.
I think this website is often testament to the positive side of the internet, and criticism on it, and I think you are very often one of the leading lights in that regard. We all know theoretically that the interweb opens up an infinite number of possibilities, and from experience that it tends to be slanging matches about nothing. But then, look there... an essay by someone with a double first from Oxford on Ian Fleming. Look there... The Heart Bleeds Ice, a James Bond novella that I believe rivals Ian Fleming's own work.
The reality of the world we live in is that Kingsley Amis' style of criticism no longer exists, and has been and will increasingly be replaced by criticism that is transmitted via the medium we're using now. Such criticism will have to struggle through a bewildering morass to be read, but this is where the great thinkers of our time will increasingly spend their time and express their thoughts.
Perhaps I have more faith in human communication than you. Or perhaps I didn't read every thread about why the second trailer for Quantum of Solace has ruined every film ever made for eternity.
Timing was against me for many reasons particular to me - you make an especially pertinent point about deadlines! - and now, the moment lost, it probably does stand as knocking at an already well-opened door.
Well, even if you wrote it months ago, and despite it being part of your ongoing series, I do slightly question the entire purpose of this series. Your first reviews of Benson's books were in a similar vein, but I think with every one you concluded, despite royally ripping them apart, that they were worth investigating. That should surely be the minimum for a James Bond website. Here's some Bond-related stuff you might not have investigated yet. Here's someone who appreciates and knows a lot about Bond and what they thought of it. But, in general, we're looking at this because you mightn't have investigated it yet, so go forth, read it, investigate yourself! Your first essays in this series were in this spirit, and you even structured them with Strengths and Weaknesses. I think that was fair and respectful and the minimum, really. Your structural games aside, if you lose that initial premise of 'Here's some stuff we think is worth you Bond fans out there investigating', why bother reviewing a 2001 Bond novel at all? I'm sure you could write an extremely diverting and entertaining and insightful dissertation on a single episode of the James Bond Junior cartoon series... but why would you, especially if it were mainly to say it was a piece of crap? As I say, sledgehammers and walnuts.
I appreciate that the site's free, I can take myself off somewhere, you're doing this for nuffink, guv, and it's not as though everything's budgeted, etc, but can't you, please, turn your attention to, say, DEVIL MAY CARE? Might have been more relevant and useful. Or Higson's series? Or more on Fleming? I'm not saying Raymond Benson should be ignored, but it just seems an awful waste of your time and talents if this is the treatment you're going to give him.
Whilst I wouldn't readily accept a charge of bullying, if you do believe that there is material in there that is personally abusive to Mr Benson as a person, rather than abusive to the qualities of the enterprise that he took part in (the flaws of which cannot all be his responsibility), I am happy to remove.
I think this is part of my problem with this, that you don't see this distinction. There isn't anything in it that is personally abusive to Raymond Benson, but that is not the point. Imagine for a moment that you had finished a novel and you sent it to someone asking them to read it and tell you what they thought. To make it clearer, actually, let's say that someone is a literary agent or publishing professional. If their reply were 5,000 words in which they ripped the draft apart and told you how crap it was in no uncertain terms, you would be mortified, I'm sure. But they wouldn't need to be personally abusive to take it to a whole other level, would they? There's a difference, isn't there, between ripping something apart in a spirit that is generally respectful and courteous to the writer, and then there is what you've done. How would you feel if the agent didn't simply rip apart the structure but just went to town on everything as if it were an enormous joke and your work were scum under their shoe they could wipe off and hold up to the light and rhapsodise over its scumminess? How would you feel if they sent you back something in the vein of this piece? You're not a literary agent and you weren't sent the manuscript by the author... but isn't it really worse, because you've done this in public, and to a fellow writer? That's why I think it's close to bullying. It's not that you've taken the piss out of Raymond Benson the man. But you have taken the piss out of his work, haven't you? Taking the piss is fine, I guess, and there's room for it in the world. But was it really necessary on a James Bond website, in 2009, to take the piss so mercilessly out of the 2001 Bond novel Never Dream of Dying? Would you send this essay to Raymond Benson - if not, why not? And... you already have.
I can see what purpose it might have served you, but what purpose did it serve this website or the visitors to it, other than to have a laugh at Benson?