Some say that Thunderball, by Ian Fleming, was the book that really started James Bond on his path of world-wide fame and recognition as a literary icon. For Thunderball was the first of the Blofeld trilogy – that iconic villain Ernest Stavro Blofeld.

Here, we are introduced to SPECTRE via their plot to steal two nuclear warheads and explode them at key locations in a ransom plot for money. James gets involved, accidentally, when a chance encounter with someone involved in the SPECTRE plot sets off a series of unfortunate incidents, resulting in James being sent to the Bahamas as a scout for the missing nuclear warheads. James teams up with CIA agent friend Felix Leiter, falls in love with the beautiful Domino, and winds up in the clutches of Blofeld’s number one agent, Emilio Largo. That Domino seems to be Emilio’s lover only adds to the spice, and trouble for Bond.

But while the movie version is pure action-oriented James Bond thriller that we know and love, the book version actually adds more subtle and introspective layers to the James Bond character that I would have never known from only watching Sean Connery. So while the movie is nice, I find the book much more authentic and, frankly, gripping.