Goldfinger“My name is Pussy Galore.”
The Snook and I have been slowly going through his Christmas present from me, the complete James Bond DVD collection. (He’s seen them all; I haven’t seen any.) Last night was Goldfinger (ba-baaaaaaa-ba!). This was my favorite so far. I looooved Pussy Galore. How the hell could Honor Blackman keep a straight face when Connery called her “Pussy” in that Scottish accent? I cried with laughter when I saw the name of her piloting business (hence my new strapline). I also liked Oddjob, Goldfinger’s supposedly Korean butler with the lethal hat. Come on, the guy took a gold brick in the chest and didn’t even flinch! The whole movie was just a triumph of camp style and action over realism and political-correctness. I highly recommend it.

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