Goldfinger (1964)

James Bond

Bond: Sean Connery (Dr. No Thunderball)

Bond Girl: Pussy Galore  Played By: Honor Blackman (A Night to RememberTo the Devil a Daughter)
Bond Villain: Auric Goldfinger  Played By: Gert Fröbe (The Thousand Eyes of Dr. MabuseChitty Chitty Bang Bang)
Villain's Goon: Oddjob  Played By: Harold Sakata (Poppies Are Also FlowersDeath Dimension)

Genre: Action Adventure Thriller (UK)

Directed By: Guy Hamilton (The Man with the Golden Gun • Live and Let Die)

Overview: James Bond is tasked with following a suspected gold smuggler, uncovering Operation Grand Slam, Auric Goldfinger's far more devious plot.


He's the man, the man with the midas touch.
A spider's touch.
Such a cold finger.
Beckons you to enter his web of sin
But don't go in.

Pretty girl beware of this heart of gold
This heart is cold.
Golden words he will pour in your ear,
But his lies can't disguise what you fear,
For a golden girl knows when he's kissed her,
It's the kiss of death from
Mister Goldfinger.

Pretty girl beware of this heart of gold
This heart is cold.
He loves only gold,
Only gold.

And yes, I would say that pretty much describes the instantly revealed eponymous villain Auric Goldfinger (though contrary to popular belief, his finger is not ACTUALLY made of gold).

Any aforementioned 'this is surprisingly serious' concerns this blogger may have had with From Russia With Love are shattered and undone sevenfold in the batshit insane Goldfinger, third Bond film of the series. Realistic gadgets like Geiger counters and collapsible rifles be damned, Goldfinger's toys include the car from Spy Hunter, souped up, as you know, with oil slick, smokescreen, and dual machine guns, and all this in the most famous of the Bond vehicles, the Aston Marten DB5.

James Bond: [adressing a woman while slapping her ass when another spy arrives to talk business] Run along now, man talk...

Goldfinger drips of the advancement of James' character development into one who has become familial. The Bond franchise is already established, we know the man and look forward to his antics, yet Bond is more than the sum of his parts. He drinks a mint julep when it is offered rather than insisting on a Martini; though graced with one-liner wit, he's still serious enough to look at the big picture and gracious enough to admit to a foe that a plan is perfectly brilliant.

James Bond, strapped down on a table, with a gigantic laser slowly climbing up between his legs ready to cauterize his man-junk: "Do you expect me to talk?"

Auric Goldfinger: "No, Mr. Bond. I expect you to die."

Where the previous film, From Russia With Love, at least lives in the domain of the believable, Goldfinger doesn't for a moment pretend to be more than the pulpy spy novel from which it was spawned. A wordless Korean goon named Oddjob with the devious weapon of, get this, a top-hat that can decapitate marble statues (people too!). A villain whose first and last name means GoldGoldGold and a Girl called PUSSY, who has a fleet of buxom blond female pilots under her command. Even James starts rolling his eyes at the believability of it all. Another nice change is the once-a-kazoo soundwork is now top class, earning itself the Oscar for best Sound Effects.

Bond Car: 

Aston Marten DB5
Aston Marten DB5

Bond Gadgets: In this one Bond does receiver a magnetic tracking device to plant on other cars and a smaller one for inside his shoe, however the big score is the aforementioned Aston Marten DB5 itself:  Bulletproof windows, rotating license plates and a 150 km radar receiver for that homing device.

 You're Goldfinger's Caddy? That's an... ODDJOB. HAAAA! Oh I slay me!
You're Goldfinger's Caddy? That's an... ODDJOB. HAAAA! Oh I slay me!

Other Observations: Though reluctantly releasing Dr. No as my favorite Bond, I'm happy to say that the insanity I've come to expect from Bond spoofs is everpresent in Goldfinger, and with a budget of 3 million dollars, compared to the first film's cool one million, well I have a feeling they've found their magic number.

And finally, though there's no naked opening credit lady yet, she does find herself wearing less clothes every time!

 "Well this brings a whole knew meaning to laying a golden egg..."
"Well this brings a whole new meaning to laying a golden egg..."

Performance: 8 Cinematography: 8 Script: 9 Plot: 8 Mood: 8

Overall Rating: 82% (Worthy of Pointing Out)

Personal bodycount: 3

Foiled Assassinations: 4

Near Misses: 1

Dames Bedded: 2

Martinis Drank: 1

What's all this?

You seriously thought I'd forget to point out all the Pussy?
You seriously thought I'd forget to point out all the Pussy?

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Hurrah! Goldfinger wins!

Again, gotta put in my two cents worth for the literary version. On the page, Pussy Galore is a lesbian vixen with jet black hair. She leads a girl gang called "The Cement Mixers". Oh, but Bond can turn her with some tender loving care.

I also want to point out that in the film, she completely saves the day. Who's the real hero, here?

p.s. Pussy gets better with age? Search for images of Honor Blackman, she's still hot into her 80s...

Bond'd ding dong officially. To quote a nailed nemesis in Thunderball, which is an obvious reference to Pussy Galore -

Volpe: But of course, I forgot your ego, Mister Bond. James Bond, who only has to make love to a woman and she starts to hear heavenly choirs singing. She repents, then immediately returns to the side of right and virtue. But not this one. What a blow it must have been - you having a failure.

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