Showing posts with label For Your Eyes Only. Show all posts
Showing posts with label For Your Eyes Only. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Profumo Scandal Wasn’t About Sex — It Was About Spying


With the recent death of Christine Keeler, the woman at the heart of the British Profumo affair in the 1960s, the sex and espionage scandal is back in the news.

While most of the coverage is centered on the sex, Ben Macintyre, author of many fine books on espionage, including A Spy Among Friends: Kim Philby and the Great Betrayal, Agent Zigzag and Operation Mincemeat, offers a look back at the Soviet naval officer and GRU spy who was at the center of the scandal in his column in the London Times.



On June 14, 1963, nine days after John Profumo resigned in a welter of scandal over his affair with Christine Keeler, a spy deep inside the KGB sent a sensational report to his American handler.

The KGB spy, who has never been identified, reported that “the Russians had in fact received a lot of useful information from Profumo from [sic] Christine Keeler, with whom Ivanov had established contact, and in whose apartment Ivanov had even been able to lay on eavesdropping operations at appropriate times”.


The “Ivanov” in question was Yevgeni Mikhailovitch Ivanov (seen in the above photo), a Soviet intelligence officer posing as assistant naval attaché in the Soviet embassy in London, who had also had an affair with Keeler. It was the fact that a British cabinet minister had been sharing the favours of a call girl with a Soviet agent and lying about it that precipitated Profumo’s resignation.

Yet Ivanov is often treated as a bit-player in the drama. It was assumed that Keeler was simply too dim to have passed on important secrets as pillow-talk, and that British national security was never compromised. The Profumo case is treated as a moral saga rather than an espionage case.

In fact, Profumo was the target of a highly sophisticated and successful Soviet intelligence operation. He was about to be blackmailed by the Russian spy. MI5 had got wind of what was happening, but, as with more modern intelligence failures, didn’t do anything about it.

And at the centre of the Profumo saga stands the shadowy figure of Ivanov: louche, seductive and extremely dangerous.

Ivanov arrived in London in March 1960, ostensibly a low-level diplomat, but in reality an officer of the GRU, the military counterpart of the KGB. With his broken nose and fractured English, Ivanov was an unlikely lothario, but during an earlier posting in Norway he had proved himself a serial womaniser, who may have been sent to London with the avowed purpose of worming his way into the confidence, and the beds, of women in or on the fringes of high society.

You can read the rest of the column via the below link:


  
You can also read my previous post on Christine Keeler via the below link:



And you can read my interview with Ben Macintyre about his book, For Your Eyes Only: Ian Fleming and James Bond, via the below link:

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

The Gadgetless And Tired Assassin: A Look Back At Ian Fleming's James Bond Short Stories

 
Edward R. Grainger at criminalelement.com looks back at the late great thriller writer Ian Fleming's James Bond short stories.

Every so often the caretakers of the James Bond movie franchise talk about getting back to author Ian Fleming’s original creation, distancing themselves from the outlandish stunts, gadgets, and cartoonish violence that helped turn 007 into a billion dollar staple but undermined any sense of believability in the series. A reboot featuring Daniel Craig’s stark portrayal in Casino Royale (2006) helped wash away some seriously low points in Bond history. Though I may never be able to completely forget the burned-in-my-brain scene of 007 snowboarding down a mountainside, in 1985’s A View to a Kill, to the playful tune of the Beach Boys’ “California Girls,” the recent Casino makeover did much to right the rudder, so to speak, navigating Commander Bond closer to Fleming’s darker waters.

But, let’s dream a bit. What it would really be like if they got back to those Fleming fundamentals. Back to the uncompromising British emissary that  villainess Vesper Lynd describes in Casino Royale (1953) as “something cold and ruthless." The man with the license to kill who soberly reflects in Goldfinger (1959), “it was his duty to be as cool about death as a surgeon. If it happened, it happened. Regret was unprofessional—worse, it was a death-watch beetle in the soul.” And though I appreciate the iconic Fleming novels, let me scale even further back to basics where the definitive essence of James Bond — the tired assassin, the man on the edge — lies … in the short stories.

You can read the rest of the piece via the below link:

http://www.criminalelement.com/blogs/2015/04/the-gadgetless-and-tired-assassin-james-bond-short-stories-ian-fleming-casino-royale-007?image


I wrote about Ian Fleming's James Bond short stories in my Crime Beat column.

Bond in the short stories, as well as the novels, is more human, less promiscuous and less flippant than the film character. Bond is an extraordinary character in the stories and he encounters extraordinary people and lives through extraordinary events, but he is not Superman or a cartoon character.

Fleming wanted Bond to simply be a blunt instrument in the hands of the government and let the action of the book carry him along, but Fleming also infused Bond with his own ”quirks and characteristics.”


You can read the column via the below link:

http://www.pauldavisoncrime.com/2009/07/on-crime-thrillers-column-quantum-of.html