Ahead of the release of No Time to Die in November 2020, I've been re-reading all of Ian Fleming's original James Bond novels, and re-watching all 24 Bond films. I've waded through the John Gardner continuation novels before and will pick up a few of them again in the course of this exercise. But not all of them. This is because in my view the Gardner Bonds are, with the exception of his debut "Licence Renewed", predictable and repetitive to the point of being tiresome (and I'm fully aware the Bond films are formulaic by their nature, but they are so much more entertaining).
In re-reading the originals, I've been pleasantly surprised at just how well Ian Fleming wrote and plotted the original novels. Gardner is not close to being in the same league. I can't, for example, imagine Ian Fleming ever writing that 007's body "felt like it had gone three rounds with Frank Bruno". Really? Where Fleming delighted in immersing his readers in the finer things, places and sensations in life with vivid scene setting and literary flair, Gardner's prose is very ordinary. It is joyless and at times even contemptuous, as if he disdains his audience for deigning to read a James Bond novel at all.
For me, Licence to Kill is one of the best James Bond movies: ahead of its time in terms of realism (just look at the Daniel Craig era 20 years later) and with a protagonist very much in the mould of the hard-edged 007 of the original Ian Fleming novels. Where James Bond's creator envisioned him as a "blunt instrument", John Gardner in "Licence to Kill" treats him as a bland instrument, an empty suit moving reluctantly from scene to scene.
And so to this book. Comparisons with the movie are in this case unavoidable, given that it is a straight novelisation. I appreciate that Gardner's creative licence (to kill...) may have been restrained as a result of it being a movie tie-in. On one view that should have meant that this was simply an exercise in padding out what is in my opinion a slick, engaging motion picture screenplay. Mr Gardner, however, somehow contrives to remove most of the entertainment and suspense, to the extent - inexplicably - of downgrading some of the film's best lines with mediocre rewrites. His worst offence is trying to tie the literary Bond's "universe" into the movie Bond's "universe". This (spoiler alert!) turns the major plot device of the movie - the villain arranging for a shark to maim 007's ally and friend Felix Leiter - into an absolute nonsense in the book. As Bond fans will know, Leiter being attacked by a shark was an event penned by Fleming originally in the book "Live and Let Die". Instead of just accepting that "Book Bond" and "Movie Bond" have gone down very different paths (even the different Movie Bonds themselves are not seriously taken to be continuous in all aspects!), Gardner contorts everything by trying to tie it all together. It does not work, and results in us having to accept that the shark in this novel maimed Felix Leiter's already-previously-maimed-by-a-shark body: "Bond was struggling for control. It was almost impossible that this kind of thing could happen to a man a second time". I'll say! Bond then tries to explain away the absurd by remarking, "...lightning isn't supposed to strike twice. My guess is that they didn't know about his arm and leg. The shark, or sharks, chewed up the artificial limbs and just sliced the flesh off the stumps."
Gardner also seems to spite the movie scriptwriters for the sake of it, criticising character names, Bond's use of a Walther PPK, and going to excessive lengths to prove how, from a technical standpoint, the movie's plot line involving Stinger missiles could not possibly have involved actual Stinger missiles. At least where Fleming involves the readers in technical descriptions, it's in Bond's "voice" and doesn't feel patronising.
This a frustrating novel. It's getting three stars purely because the film is so good. As another reviewer has noted, perhaps best marking this one as for die-hard James Bond fans or "completists" only. Luckily, I humbly regard myself as both!