Although I'm a massive Bond fan and this book was published in 1996, I've put off reading it until now. That's because after ICEBREAKER each of John Gardner's successive Bond novels have been a disappointment. I've never really understood why Gardner continued to write the Bond books when he quite clearly lost all interest in the character and the series more than ten years ago.
The James Bond who features in COLD is certainly not the character created by Ian Fleming, he's not even the character of the films. He's now just a kind of bland action man, more of a Bruce Willis Die Hard type than a British spy. The brutality and sexuality than make Flemings Bond so appealing are completely devoid in this novel. It's not just Bond who suffers either; all of the characters in COLD are bland and thinly drawn and the dialogue of Bond girl Beatrice da Ricci (please) is just embarrassing.
Despite it's flaws COLD is probably the most satisfying of Gardner's books since
ICEBREAKER. The first half of the book is intriguing, it's just a pity that John Gardner (and his readers) have difficulty sustaining interest until the lacklustre climax.