One of the more enjoyable Bond books. There's a clear shift away from realism to a more of a fantastical situation and the story is all the better for it. There's a real sense of scale to this story, as we go globe trotting across Europe and eventually to the United States.<br><br>Bond feels much more like a rounded character at this point.<br><br>I do think the story kind of tails off a bit towards the end though, there isn't much of a satisfying conclusion as Bond is kind of brushed along by events until finally acting on the plane. I also didn't quite understand why Goldfinger spared Bond, while in the film version the logic is a bit clearer.<br><br>There are still some aspects I'm uncomfortable with too. Pussy Galore's homosexuality is treated as something to be cured rather than something that's just part of her character. It also comes from a place of trauma rather than something that's just fundamental to her identity. Obviously there's the standard biggotry too.<br><br>But unlike some of the previous books this one didn't drag.
