As much as cool and groovy 60s secret agents and crime-fighters battle under a snappy little acronym or title, so too do the thoroughly bad eggs on the other side. (N.B. White pussy cat not included.)
Spies existed both in fact and in fiction long before Commander James Bond became M.I.5’s Agent 007 but his zeitgeist attitude of detached cool captured the public’s imagination to such a degree that no spy who followed him could escape the comparison.
You cannot be a cool and groovy 60s secret agent or crime-fighter without a raft of gadgets, a sexy little car, a nifty wardrobe, and occasionally some mystical super powers. And you definitely need a snappy little acronym or title to stamp on your psychedelic-hued calling card.
When the bad guys run, the good guys need to chase them – and fast.