I suppose we
should start the story with Felix Leiter, the C.I.A. secret agent who was a
close friend with Bond, James Bond.
Felix Letter started the whole ball rolling.
This is kind of a
fuzzy start, since Felix Leiter doesn’t actually exist: he is a creation of the writer, Ian Fleming,
but Fleming created the character and named him after two close friends: Felix was the middle name of Ivar Bryce and
Leiter was the surname of Marion Oates Leiter.
This was a friendly gesture and would probably have been completely
forgotten if weren’t for the fact that Marion Leiter was also a close friend of
John and Jackie Kennedy.
Fleming recycled a
lot of names in his books, naming characters after people, places and events
throughout his life. He wrote all of the
Bond books at Goldeneye, his Jamaican beach house, which was named for…no, not
the book…for Operation Golden Eye from World War II. As a British intelligence officer, Fleming
had been in charge of a secret plan to install spies throughout Spain in the
case it fell under Nazi control. (If you
are wondering about the origin of the name James Bond, he was the author of
Fleming’s favorite book on birds of the Caribbean. And the German code name for the Zimmerman
Telegram during World War I was 0070.)
In March of 1960,
Ian Fleming came to Washington D.C. to visit Marion Leiter and while she was
driving him around Georgetown showing him the sighs, she spotted John and
Jacquelyn Kennedy out for an afternoon walk.
As she was already scheduled to have dinner with the couple at their
home that night, on impulse she stopped the car and asked then Senator Kennedy
if she could bring a friend to dinner, introducing Fleming to the future
president.
“James Bond?” said
Kennedy, “But of course, by all means—do please come.”
It turned out that
Kennedy was a fan of Ian Fleming and enjoyed reading his novels. It was Leiter, in fact, who had first given
him one of Fleming’s novels, Casino Royale, to read while he was
recovering from back surgery. The chance
introduction on the streets of Washington would lead to a lasting friendship
between the two men. When President
Kennedy publicly recommended the novel From Russia With Love in 1961,
stating it was one his favorite books, sales of the book in the United States
skyrocketed, eventually making Fleming one of the top selling authors in the
United States, and attracting the interest of Hollywood.
The friendship was
relatively short, but Fleming did reciprocate the publicity gift Kennedy had
given him. In his novel The Spy Who
Loved Me, the author has Bond stating that the world needs more leaders
like Kennedy. Kennedy remained a fan of
Flemings work—the last movie he watched was the From Russia With Love,
and the night before his assassination, as he rested in the Texas Hotel in Fort
Worth, he relaxed by reading Fleming’s latest novel, On Her Majesty’s Secret
Service.
In The Man With
a Golden Gun, the first Bond book written after Kennedy’s assassination,
the book opens with Bond relaxing with a glass of bourbon while reading Kennedy’s
Profiles in Courage.
When the Bond
books took off in America, several things happened all at once. First, Fleming became the top crime writer in
America. Second, Hollywood signed
Fleming to a five movie deal, and third, Fleming suffered a heart attack. At the top of his career, Fleming had to stay
home and recuperate.
Fleming didn’t
have the closest relationship with his son, Caspar, and while he was resting,
his son told him one day, “You like James Bond more than you like me.” Chastened, Fleming feverishly embellished a
bedtime story he used to tell his son—who he nicknamed 003-and-a-half—and
finished his only book for children, Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang: The Magical
Car. Unfortunately, the book came
out two months after Fleming’s death from a second heart attack.
By the time the
book came out, the Bond movie franchise was firmly established by Albert R.
Broccoli, an American movie producer who produced the Bond films in Great
Britain, with American financing. It was
largely the reception of American audiences that turned James Bond into an
enduring franchise. Broccoli had found
success with Dr. No, From Russia With Love, and Goldfinger, so it was
only natural for Broccoli to be interested in making a film from Fleming’s
latest book.
Purchasing the
rights to the book, Broccoli hired Roald Dahl, who had written the screenplay
for You Only Live Twice, to work with director Ken Hughes to produce a
screenplay from the children’s book. The
writers shortened the title and substantially changed the plot, adding a female
lead named Truly Scrumptious, in honor of the outrageously named female
characters Fleming had written into his Bond books.
The movie had more
than a few connections to the Bond films.
John Stears, who had designed Bond’s Aston Martin (along with all sorts
of other machines—from Luke Skywalker’s Landspeeder and the iconic Jedi
lightsabers to R2D2—was hired to supervise special effects. Ken Adam, the set designer for the Bond film,
designed the true hero of the film, the car.
Actually, six of
the cars were built, only one of which actually functioned on the road. Though a stick shift is visible, actually the
car had an automatic transmission as Dick Van Dyke, the star of the movie, did
not know how to operate a manual transmission.
Today, the car is owned by director Peter Jackson, who used to chauffeur
the actors of The Hobbit around New Zealand in the vehicle while a sound
system installed in the trunk would play the theme song from Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang. (And I bet that obnoxious music is
mentally playing in your head right now.
NASA used the music—ONCE—as the wakeup song for the International Space
Station. The astronauts threatened to
take the station to a different planet.)
The movie was not
exactly a great success, losing money at the box office and receiving poor
marks from the critics. Recently, three
sequels of the book were released, and a musical by the same name had a brief
run. But, neither the books nor the
movie answer a fundamental question:
What the hell is a Chitty-Chitty-Bang-Bang?
When asked, Ian
Fleming said that he needed his heroic car to produce a distinctive sound, so
he had named it after the race cars of the 1920’s built by Count Louis Zborowski and
his engineer Clive Gallop. While the count
was one of the richest men in the world and thus able to finance his hobby,
Gallop was a former fighter pilot in the Royal Air Force. The first of three cars to be named
Chitty-Bang-Bang, was fitted with an air-cooled Maybach aircraft
engine (the oversized exhaust
pictured was a phony to confuse the competition) and was unbelievably loud—so
much so that the village of Canterbury passed an ordnance that Count Zborowski,
whose workshop was nearby, was prohibited from entering the town in the car.
When asked about
the distinctive name, the count would smile, and say that the car was named
after the distinctive noise that an aircraft engine makes—which is highly
unlikely since the exact nature of the car’s engine was a closely held
secret. Eventually, the car was replaced
with Chitty-Bang-Bang 2, and the original was sold to the family of Sir Arthur
Conan Doyle.
At one point, it
was even suggested the name referred to Lelitha Chitty, a female aeronautical
engineer. This was unlikely since her
fame was unknown by the time the race car was created.
So where did the
name really come from? Undoubtedly, the
name came from Clive Gallop. During
World War I, while stationed at the front, soldiers in Gallop’s unit would
occasionally request a pass—usually referred to as a chit or chitty—for
just a few hours off base in order to visit what the French locals called a maison
close. (Or what is generally called
a whorehouse).
Surely, I don’t
have to explain the Bang-Bang portion of the name!
Another children's classic turns out to be a double entendre', a soldier's name for a visit to a French whorehouse. Happens a lot. Disney artists put Marilyn Monroe's boobs and butt on Tinkerbelle the fairy and inserted dozens of dirty bits into the animated films. Children's songs are just as bad, especially English ones. They covered hangings, beheadings, and all sorts of political scandals. Ring Around a Rosy was a children's play song about, of all things, the smallpox epidemic. What a world. What a world.
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