Friday, November 28, 2014

Not So Holy

“Pardon me. In the excitement of the moment, and all that sort of thing, I forgot to introduce myself. I’m afraid I’ve had you at a disadvantage. My name is Templar—Simon Templar”—he caught the flash of stark hypnotic fear that blanched the big man’s lips, and grinned even more gently. “You may have heard of me. I am the Saint.”
My introduction to the world of The Saint comes, like I suspect it does for many, from Roger Moore’s entertaining and breezy 1960’s British television show that had the impeccably dressed adventurer-for-hire traversing the globe, righting wrongs, and meeting attractive women.

The rest of my article can be found at Macmillan's Criminal Element.


Oscar said...

I liked the Saint books that I've read, very entertaining.

Charles Gramlich said...

I've got one I need to read

A Cuban In London said...

Heard of this series but never watched it. Thanks for the review. Most interesting.

Greetings from London.

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