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The James Bond Files ~
The O.F. Snelling
007 Letters – Selected Correspondence, 1979-1994
Part 2
Edited by Wesley Britton
Oswald Frederick Snelling
The correspondence between O. F. Snelling and Ronald Payne
began after their meeting in 1979 and many references are to their
budding friendship.
Not surprisingly, their early correspondence included discussions
of the publishing industry, interesting authors, and James Bond in
print and on screen. So the excerpts and passages below were
chosen for their interest to the general reader, omitting matters
relevant only to the two friends.
Explanatory notes have been inserted and some material has been
consolidated for easier reading.
All words inside [] are not Snelling’s but provided by the
editors for clarity. A [??] indicates a word faded on the original page
and unreadable.
(The letter below addresses two topics – Snelling’s
dislike of John Le Carré and is among the first letters
discussing his love of Hitchcock.)
19 March, 1980
. . . I know about The Devil’s
Alternative, but haven’t got round to it yet. I expect I will,
eventually. At the moment, Smiley’s People
still heads the best-seller list. I’ve avoided that one.
In fact, the only John Le Carré book I ever read was
The Spy Who Came in from the Cold. I wasn’t
impressed. This was probably a reaction after the more thrilling
Fleming books. I have, of course, seen the television series of
Tinker, Tailor . . . but this was so abstruse and involved
that I couldn’t keep track of what was going on.
. . . Rebecca has always been a
novel and film very dear to my heart. I first saw it in the cinema
in the very early days of the war. It was Hitchcock’s first
effort after he went to the States. I was absorbed, and absolutely
knocked out by the way Hitch treated it and arrived at the denouement.
I then read the novel. It was a best-seller over here in the late ‘thirties.
Daphne du Maurier happened to live in a place very much like Manderley,
only not so large, and situated very near the coast. She simply peopled
her romantic yarn with characters she drove past right into a locale she
knew like the back of her hand. It was her greatest success. As you can
imagine, after having seen Hitchcock’s effort countless times,
I watched every episode of the television remake with Jeremy Brett. It
was very well done, but they are re-running it at this very moment over
here, and I am not sufficiently intrigued to follow it again.
(The next letter first discusses The Man With the Golden
Gun – demonstrating Snelling’s dislike of the
Moore-era Bond. It concludes with an observation regarding an
episode of The New Avengers.)
6 January, 1981
Dear Ronnie,
Let me set your mind at rest at once. Please do not
worry. There is nothing wrong, except that while you are still intensely
interested in James Bond, he is now only a commercialised figure for
me, 100% money for movie moguls. We had one of the more recent
films on prime time television recently. It starred Roger Moore. Quite
honestly, I don’t even know now which one it was. Roger got
up to some ridiculous antics, but whichever novel gave the film its
name, it was so far divorced from the original – ah, I’ve
just remembered. Golden Gun. I told my wife, Molly,
who hails from Jamaica, that this would be worth seeing:
practically the whole of the action took place in surroundings we
both know. In point of fact the action in the film took place on the
other side of the world. I can’t even recall now if I watched it
through, or fell asleep. I do recall that Scaramanga in the film had
three nipples. I vaguely remember that, the dossier Bond-in-the-book
saw revealed the same thing. I am now struggling to think up any
other similarity in the book and film.
Frankly, as I have told you before, Ronnie, I am
completely and thoroughly bored with 007, 1970s celluloid version
of sci-fi of the Star Wars/Empire Strikes
Back/Galactic/Star Trek variety, and when it becomes allied
with Bondage and space ships and rockets I am put off completely
and quite nauseated. Wow, when they have played that stuff down
a bit I am still past it.
(While I’m typing this, I’m also
watching, with half an eye, the delectable [Joanna] Lumley delivering
flying right-handers which would break her brittel knuckles, and
kicking some poor Kojakpated Oriental in the balls with lunges which
would either split her tights or vagina – possibly both, were
she in earnest. I just can’t believe dis stuff no more. (Steed,
or Stead, is now just a bloody puppet.)
Notes ~
A letter from 29 December, 1983 underlines Snelling’s
disillusionment with the screen Bonds – “The
Spy who Loved Me was shown here on TV over Christmas, but I
opted for something I found more interesting on another channel.
And we've had so many ‘Exclusive’ interviews on
the box with baldy Sean Connery that I’m heartily sick of
them. He had nothing new to say. There is nothing new to say.”
In a letter dated 12 January, 1985, Snelling made a quick
reference to another TV spy – “Patrick McGoohan
does sound American to us, since he went to your
country, but I believe he was born over there. In most of his earlier
stuff he has a very marked British accent.”
(In 1980, Snelling used his experiences in the book trade in
articles for the Antiquarian Book Monthly Review. These developed
into the book discussed below, Rare Books and Rarer People:
Some Personal Reminiscences of “The Trade”
[1982]. As he notes, one chapter dealt with Peter and Helen Kroger,
who, using the cover of booksellers [which they genuinely were],
assisted Gordon Lonsdale, the Russian spy. Snelling visited him,
and acquired books to help him write while in prison. In 1965,
Snelling had made the hazardous journey to Russia to meet him
again and negotiate the writing and publication of his memoirs,
Spy.)
30 November, 1982
Dear Ronnie,
. . . I am very pleased to say that my new book
is a runaway success over here in the antiquarian book world,
and looks like taking hold in the new bookshops. Apart from a
very good nationwide radio interview, and the press coverage
I think I have told you about, I have now had an excellent review
in The Spectator. You may not know this one, but the
nearest description I can give it is to say that it is a sort of English
Time magazine. I am also getting a review in a weekly called
Time Out, which covers all the entertainment going on
in London, from films, stage, sport, television, etc., to books and
exhibitions. Also, I’m told that I have a full-page eulogy in
the latest issue of Book World Advertiser, although a
copy of this hasn’t come my way yet. And the December
number of Antiquarian Book Monthly Review is giving
the book a big splash, too.
Oak Knoll Books, of New Castle, Delaware, have
ordered fifty copies. They have a very good outlet in the States for
this sort of book, albeit specialised. I anticipate that there will be a
follow-up later on, and although the book deals primarily with British
events and people, there is a strong possibility that we shall soon
find an American publisher, as many of the stories and anecdotes
have a universal appeal, and my longest chapter deals with my close
association of two American (Bronx, New York) spies, Peter and Helen
Kroger, who posed as Canadians, twenty years ago, and were caught
and went to prison after a big trial and scandal. (They had been
closely involved in the Rosenberg atomic secrets case earlier.) This
“spy” association ties up nicely with my success with
the fictional spies of Ian Fleming, and the connection is doing me no
harm at all. This could arouse even more interest in the re-issue of
Double 0 Seven, since that book gets a mention in most reviews of
the present one.
(While the date of the next letter is uncertain, it is of special
interest. See his comments on novelist John Gardner and compare
with the following letter and the notes that follow it.)
. . . My hopes for Double 0 Seven grow
dim. To tell the truth, Bond over here is not too strong at the moment.
Suddenly, we don’t hear a terrible lot about him at all, or
even Roger Moore, Sean Connery, et al. This suits me. I’m
bored to tears with the lot of them, and all their works.
The author of the Dr. Jason Love books, (Niven),
as far as I can recall, is one James Leasor. After Fleming had died,
two rival publishers came out with new characters they thought would
fill the market. One plumped for Jason Love. The other latched on
to a newspaper-man from the midlands, who wrote about a rather
disreputable character called Boysie Oakes. I think the writer’s
name is Gardner. From the reviews, I was more attracted to Jason
Love. I bought that book, and was very disappointed. The
other ones happened to click. I can’t recall the titles
easily. I think one was called Understrike, or something.
I don’t even recall the author’s full name –
something Gardner. I think he’s very popular, but I’m
out of touch with thrillers.
The only Bond film I would ever be interested in
would be one shot completely or as near as possible from a straight
Fleming script. I have no interest at all in the [??] shenanigans
indulged in by Broccoli characters. Bond, for me, is the original West
End clubman, who lives quietly in Chelsea, has his little amorous
flings while not on a job, and who then gets shot off to places like
Jamaica and Turkey by M. He knows nothing about rockets, space
travel and silver suits. He finds Star Wars and all that
juvenilia as dull and as boring as I do. I want to see a Bond film
which develops that man’s character, but I don’t
think I ever will.
(The following excerpt from a later letter shows Snelling came
to know a bit more about John Gardner.)
. . . I’m enclosing a cutting I snipped out of
the Sunday Times specially for you. It was published only a
day or two before Gardner’s Licence Renewed
was published. I wrote to him, of course, pointing out that he’d
perpetrated a couple of howlers. (I wonder if you can spot them?)
He was kind enough to write back to me. He says that it was all the
fault of the Sunday Times people. They had edited his
article to hell without consulting him. He admitted his errors and
said, in fact, that before he even started on his own book he had
re-read mine to familiarise himself with the subject.
I haven’t read his new book yet. I’ll
get round to it some [??]. For that matter, I haven’t even read
KA.
Notes ~
The “KA” is likely a reference to Kingsley Amis,
author of the first Bond continuation novel, Colonel Sun.
In 1964, John Gardner developed his send-up of Bond, creating
his character Boysie Oakes for The Liquidator as a joke.
Oakes appeared in a series of novels including Understrike
(1973). He succeeded Kingsley Amis as the author of official 007
continuation novels, his License Renewed appearing in
1981. For 15 years, Gardner kept the literary flame alive with
For Special Services (1982), Icebreaker
(1983), Scorpius (1988), and Cold (1996),
among others.
While he didn’t refer to the Bond novels of Raymond
Benson in this packet of letters, on 12 January, 1985, he mentioned
the book that was, in many ways, a successor to Double O
Seven – “I shall probably read The James
Bond Companion, if ever it appears over here, just to see what
Benson says about my thing, but if Fleming were alive today and still
writing I doubt that I could plough through one of his novels
now.”
More letters from O.F. Snelling in
Part 1 and
Part 3, in
The James Bond Files section of
this website.
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