Why it's hard to like literary 007 in 2015

I’ve read a couple Bond continuation novels and found them hard-going mostly. One I abandoned because it was like a movie script, action-action-action with absolutely no break or character development. The other, William Boyd’s SOLO, was better but ultimately I found the inner life of James Bond to be so dry and shallow that he is forgettable. Which is rather sad.

Here is a good review and critique of Bond and his times.