I missed Bulldog Drummond first time round when I was a boy, but looking back to the difficult years after the first world war I can see its appeal to that generation. The aristocratic/public school/army hero with his monocular chums reminds me of the Magnet and the Gem? The plot is repetitive as they pursue the immortal(and immoral) arch-villain through one adventure after another and save the nation from catastrophe, killing endless people with impunity in the process, while an impotent and incompetent policeman follows up several paces behind. You have to wonder why the hero and the villain did not kill each other and be done with it, but then I suppose there would not have been a book. The writer is tempted to wave the anti-socialist/communist flag a little too vigorously, but again, that goes with age. The writing is verbose and the dialogue of the chums and the villain too irritatingly colourful. I can't believe anyone ever spoke as the Bulldog does and it gets a bit wearing. And anyone so obsessed with risking his own and other peoples lives in daring adventure should never have married the charming Phyllis.
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