Fleming Lines That Tickle You

AMC Hornet wrote:

Hilly wrote:

Some line in DAF I think said that proven fact that homosexuals can't whistle.

That's from Scaramanga' dossier.

"The seventieth position! And invented by an Englishman!" Mathis in FRWL, when he sees Bond has Klebb pinned with a chair.

Ha! What a riot. I'd never really taken note of it buffore.

Perilagu Khan wrote:

Blunt Instrument wrote:

And did he name her after an amalgam of the 'father' of psychoanalysis and one of the most influential works of sci-fi/horror of all time purely for his own amusement, or ... ?  

And which work of sci-fi/horror would that be?

Frankenstein.

Blunt Instrument wrote:

Perilagu Khan wrote:

Blunt Instrument wrote:

And did he name her after an amalgam of the 'father' of psychoanalysis and one of the most influential works of sci-fi/horror of all time purely for his own amusement, or ... ?  

And which work of sci-fi/horror would that be?

Frankenstein.

Hm! Possible, I suppose. I'm trying to recall Fleming's description of Freudenstein and if it resembled, somewhat, that of Frankenstein's monster. I do recall him writing that she wasn't terribly comely.

Don't mind admitting you flummoxed me a touch by quoting me from 3 years and 2 months ago, Khanners.

Can keep you on your toes in unexpected ways, this place!

A repainted sky-blue Ford Popular with large yellow ears was scurrying along the crown of the road ahead. Mechanically Bond gave the horn ring a couple of short, polite jabs. There was no reaction. The Ford Popular was doing its forty. Why should anyone want to go more than that respectable speed? The Ford obstinately hunched its shoulders and kept on its course. Bond gave it a sharp blast, expecting it to swerve. He had to touch his breaks when it didn't. Damn the man! Of course! The usual tense figure, hands held too high on the wheel, and the inevitable hat, this time a particularly hideous black bowler, square on a large bullet head. Oh well, thought Bond, they weren't his stomach ulcers. He changed down and contemptuously slammed the D.B.III past on the inside. Silly bastard!  

I know how you feel, 007. I know just how you feel.