“You expect me to talk?”
“No, Mr. Bond, I expect you to die!”
Even that small minority of the Earth’s population who wouldn’t normally watch a James Bond movie can quote that exchange from Goldfinger, spoken as Bond follows the progress of a laser beam pointed at that portion of his lower anatomy most required for his continued success as a womanizer. First released in the U.K. in September 1964 with a U.S. release to follow in December, the film’s other primary takeaway images are those of a nude young lady killed by being smothered in gold paint, a mute Korean assassin with an unusually lethal bowler hat, and an all-female flying circus, overseen by a blonde-framed vision named Pussy Galore, spraying nerve gas over Fort Knox, all accompanied by a breezily melodramatic title song belted out by Shirley Bassey with the young Jimmy Page, later of Led Zeppelin fame, on guitar.
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