I don't require reality from Bond. In fact, I require unreality. I want the fantasy.
I think fantasy works best when it's grounded in reality. One of the great things about the Fleming novels is that he tends to give the reader all the good points and bad points about a country. He tells it like he sees it, and there's a richness and an authenticity there.
The best example I can think of is Japan in YOU ONLY LIVE TWICE. There are many wonderful things about Japan, and also some unpleasant aspects (like everywhere, I guess), and Fleming uses both the good and the bad to paint an astonishingly vivid picture of the country. Reading YOLT, one really feels as though one is learning a lot about Japan.
Sure, no one expects Deaver to behave like a crusading journalist with regard to Dubai and just rip the whole place to shreds (it's not his job and it's not really what a Bond novel needs to be about), but at the same time if it turns out to be just a "Gee, isn't Dubai just amazing?" puff piece that might as well have been written by a government-run tourism bureau, then there'll certainly be a sense of wasted opportunity. And it'll probably be pretty dull to read as well.
(Mind you, I imagine that Fleming's Bond would have absolutely no problem with things like the exploitation of Asian construction workers, the subjugation of women, millionaire bankers living lavish tax-free lifestyles, etc.)