Thunderball

Remember the good old days? We were promised jet packs. Oh, and always wear your safety helmet.

The DB5 looks a little worse for wear.

Welsh superstar, Tom Jones!

This is Maurice Binder's first title sequence since Dr. No. It's the best one so far.

It's also the last Bond film directed by Terence Young. Whether or not it is his best is up to you to decide.

Leiter number three; Rik Van Nutter, who appeared in such films as The Revenge of Ivanhoe and Romanoff and Juliet. They're in my queue.

I've been to business meeting like SPECTRE's but at least we had donuts. Then there is the mission briefing. Do you think that M could have found a bigger space to hold it in? It looked positively cramped in there.

If Bond keeps speaking to Moneypenny that way he's going to get a call from HR. Then he's going to have to watch the sexual harassment film. Again.

I think he was using the traction table wrong. It looks like something out of David Cronenberg's 50 Shades of Grey.

"Come on, get into his pajamas." I've always wanted a woman to say that to me.

I'm surprised that they didn't market a line of 007 Love Gloves. They had every other market covered in the Sixties.

Were you expecting Claude Rains beneath those bandages?

A plane making a water landing--are we supposed to believe that? In case of water landing the seat belt will stick--it's a film law.

"Handle Like Eggs" Really?! Is that how you are supposed to handle a bomb? I should have that on a t-shirt.

Disco Volante was a lesser known hit for the Bee Gees.

And then along comes Fione Volpe on her BatCycle to save the day. You knew it was only a matter of time before something like that cropped up.

James Bond has more "meet cute" stories than all the Meg Ryan and Julia Roberts movies combined.

Martine Beswick is back! Yay! At least she's not in a gypsy girl-fight this time. Too bad Paula had to die.

Domino has an ankle bracelet. At least it's not a toe ring.

Dom Perignon '55? Must have been out of the '53.

Good ol' Q. There he is looking like every one's dad on holiday. At least he brought along a Breitling Geiger counter to count your Geigers. Them little buggers are hard to keep track of.

Sean Connery walking out of the water didn't have quite the same effect on me as Ursula Andress. Take that to mean what you will.

Speaking of Ms Andress, Claudine Auger is also one one my favorite Bond Women. There, I said it.

Mandals? Are we supposed to take you seriously Mr Bond?

Fiona's line about Bond's ability to make women repent shows an incredible amount of self awareness on the part of screenwriters Richard Maibaum and John Hopkins. Too bad other screenwriters didn't pick up on that.

Hey, look! It's Mister Peanut!

I shot the shark, but I didn't shoot the manta ray.

The only real complaint about is how they sped up the film at the end. It looks really cheesy. It's almost surreal. Still, at the end of the day it is a great movie.

What's a Thunderball anyway?