Goldfinger

And now we come to the quintesential Bond film. For better or worse. This is the film where all the elements came together. You couldn't make a more perfect Bond film if you tried, and believe me they tried. A lot.

The plot is so simple, yet so genious. Instead of stealing the gold from Fort Knox, Goldfinger wants to make it radioactive so that the value of his personal stash will increase tenfold, and he's going to use a dirty bomb to do it. A dirty, dirty bomb. We don't learn that last bit until late in the going when Bold has his "Let me get this straight," conversaton with the villian. In fact the idea is so clever I wonder why Hitchcock never thought of it.

The wetsuit to tuxedo thing really doesn't work. It's a bit of silly fluff thrown into the precredit teaser so I really should just let it go.

Is a  bird on the head and one in the bath worth a Pussy in the hay? Discuss.

This is the first of four Bond films directed by Guy Hamilton, and the last to have titles designed by Robert Brownjohn.

Leiter number two; Cec Linder. A friend helps you move. A friend in the CIA helps you move a dead girl covered in gold paint.

Everytime Leiter comes on screen I get a craving for a two piece and a biscuit. Yes, you pedants, I know that Kentucky Fried Chicken had rolls instead of biscuits in 1964. They also served Coca-Cola, so you win some, you lose some. The winners being biscuits and Coca-Cola of course.

Digging that Double-oh Onesie. You know how many old guys in Florida would buy one of those if someone would just make them. You'd be a millionaire by the end of the week. If only Goldfinger had thought of that it would've been a far shorter movie.

As it turns out Bond is not a Beatles fan. Who knew?

Down at Q Branch they have gadgets galore! She would be an interesting Bond girl.

And now the moment we all have been waiting for--the Aston Martin DB5. It really is a beautful car. I saw one once. I doubt that it was one of the ones in the film. They made a few for auto shows and promotional stuff.

It's a great car but as far as the film is concerned it's a bit like the Batmobile. As a kid you think it's brilliant but as you get older you think it's a bit silly. Still would love to own it though. The DB5, not the Batmobile. That would be silly. If you have ever seen a guy driving down the street in a Batmobile you would understand.

You do know that if Goldfinger was being made today Auric Goldfinger would be played by Stellan Skarsgard. Just saying.

Car + cliff = boom!

Ah, Oddjob. The first in a very long line of evil henchmen. Or, as some refer to them, physical baddies. Some people even call them "Buseys." Some of them are better than others. Some are just stupid. Some are there because it wouldn't be a Bond film without one.

Always wear your seat belt before driving into a brick wall.

This is the first time that Bond is placed in an overly elaborate killing device.

In the first two films we saw Bond's allies Quarrel and Kerim Bey die. This time it's the Masterson sisters, Jill and Tilly.

Pussy Galore's Flying Circus isn't as funny as Monty Python's Flying Circus but there are far fewer sheep.

In the novel Pussy was a lesbian, but the film only hints at it. If you ever get a chance to read Bond's thoughts on lesbianism you should. It is just so male. Some guys still think that way. Maybe even some women.

Of course Pussy comes around in the end after a roll in the hay with Bond. This isn't the last time a Bond film dabbled in science fiction.

The Ford Ranchero: It's a car! It's a truck! It's the hermaphrodite of vehicles!

Seriously Mr. Bond, black socks with a grey suit? I expect you to know beter than that.

So, they pull down the garage door at Fort Knox just so Kisch could open the other door?

In a way, Goldfinger was the origional man with the golden gun.

For once Bond and the woman don't end up on a boat.

James Bond will return in Thunderball.