Poor James. Little does
he know that he is about to encounter the grand master
of all master criminals, "the most evil genius he
has ever faced": Auric Goldfinger.
Gold is the operative syllable. Goldfinger
is a modern Midas who owns a solid-gold revolver, a solid-gold
Rolls-Royce, and a gold-plated girl friend. He is reputedly
a "bullionaire," but still he wants more gold;
he wants all the gold in the world.
To get it, Goldfinger
has assembled a ghastly crew of criminal specialists. Among
them: Oddjob (Harold Sakata), a Korean karatist whose hands
are so strong he can crush a golf ball between thumb and
forefinger; and Pussy Galore (Honor Blackman), the person
who flies lead plane in Goldfinger's private air force.
With their assistance, Goldfinger intends
to execute a criminal
masterpiece. "Tomorrow," he blandly announces, "we
will knock off Fort Knox." A
bit much? Yes, but it's meant to be. Like Doctor No and
From Russia with Love, the two previous Bond bombshells,
this picture is a thriller exuberantly travestied. No doubt
Goldfinger's formula for box-office gold contains entirely
too much brass, but who cares?
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