Excellent news today that the team who made The Night Manager are planning to film The Spy Who Came In from the Cold. This, I think, was the very best of le Carré's tales. I can still remember vividly, when reading the book, the moment when the final twist took place. I was lying on a sun lounger on the pier outside the Carlton Hotel in Cannes. Most of the other loungers were taken up by a sun-tanned mixture of Arabs and Jews and I couldn't help thinking that it wouldn't take much to kick off another middle eastern war! I forgot, of course, that when you are stinking rich, which you must be to stay at The Carlton, war is reserved for the common people! Incidentally, I was not 'stinking rich', I was there as the guest of a 'stinking rich' (and very generous) friend.
Anyway, I had been engrossed in le Carré's twisted, in all senses of the word, yarn and had nearly reached the end when the final and utterly shocking and unsuspected final twist took place. As the penny dropped I sat bolt upright, slammed the book shut and said out loud - "Fuck!" I was instantly reduced to abject embarrassment but, of course, the super rich don't faint at that sort of language and in fact no one paid me the slightest heed.
Anyway, I hope the TV boys and girls do a better job than the previous makers of the film version. Richard Burton was ideal in the central role of Alec Leamas but somehow, in some way, the film as a whole did not quite work for me. Or perhaps, the book was so stunningly brilliant that a film version would never work. As I started writing this post I thought that I must re-read the book, but thinking about it and bearing in mind that after all this time I can't quite remember the plot details, perhaps it would be better not to and see if it still has the power to surprise.
At last, something to look forward to on the 'telly'!