Excellent. Humorous. After watching the movie with Johnny Depp as Charlie Mortdecai the narration comes into my head with his voice and accent. The plot isn’t quite up to that of Don’t Point that Thing At Me. Nevertheless a good tale with the reprobate that is Charlie Mortdecai accompanied again by his trusty Jock.

Note: The book is the product of the 1970s and is clearly not sensitive to current views on political correctness from a sex or racial perspective.

I can understand people having a problem with this to some extent, but it’s no different from books of previous eras of other sorts (Haggard, Christie to name but two).

The prevailing stereotypes, attitudes, thoughts and behaviour at the time were not thought to be inappropriate. One has to take this into consideration when reading. It doesn’t take much intellectual capacity to sandbox the attitudes, appreciating them for a reflection of dated, less diverse sensibilities.