Film Review
Everyone knows the old Greek legend. In return for a good deed,
King Midas of Pessinus was given a fabulous gift, the ability to turn
everything he touched into gold. Unfortunately, this was not the
boon Midas had imagined, since every living thing he touched was
killed, frozen immutably into the shape of a beautiful but lifeless
ornament. This is more or less what happened to the James Bond
movies in 1964 when
Goldfinger
burst onto cinema screens across the world. The film was such a
colossal money spinner that no producer or director would dare to
change the winning formula and the format of the Bond movie was pretty
well frozen forever.
Goldfinger
may have established one of the most successful film franchises in
history, but artistically it was the kiss of death for Mr Bond.
It is not hard to see why
Goldfinger
was such a hit. With a budget of three million dollars (more than
that of the first two Bond films combined), it was the first Bond
blockbuster, a spectacle of thrills that would seduce any
audience. Director Guy Hamilton (in the first and best of his
four Bond films) went for maximum impact and ensured that every last penny
was visible on the screen.
With its lavish action sequences, exotic locations and expansive sets,
Goldfinger rivals any comparable
Hollywood blockbuster thriller of the period, setting a very high
benchmark that all subsequent Bond films would have to match, if not
exceed.
For his third Bond outing, Sean Connery still seems to revel in the
part, although a whiff of self-parody is just starting to creep into
his portrayal of agent 007 (the fact that the actor fell out with the
producers over his pay mid-way through the making of the film is the
first indication that he was starting to lose interest in the
role). Gert Fröbe is an inspired choice for the part
of lead villain. Although Auric Goldfinger is the classic Bond
baddie - a neurotic megalomaniac with a dodgy foreign accent -
Fröbe makes the part real, exuding genuine sadistic malice rather
than the camp pantomime-style nastiness that we would see in many of
the later Bond villains. Like all good criminal masterminds,
Fröbe comes equipped with a nice homicidal sidekick, this time the
mute Korean with the lethal bowler hat, Oddjob, memorably played by the
Olympic weightlifter Harold Sakata.
No Bond film would be complete without a Bond girl, and this one offers
three, in the shape of Shirley Eaton, Tania Mallet and Honor
Blackman. The latter gets most screen time, a reward no doubt for
quitting her role in
The Avengers.
The film's producers had difficulty getting the name of Blackman's
character - (wait for it) Pussy Galore - past the censor and
had to resort to skulduggery. Thus
begins another tradition of the Bond films, the use of sexual innuendo
to inject some humour - clearly an attempt on the part of the producers
to get their own back on the
Carry On
team for their evil parody of the early Bond films,
Carry On Spying (1964).
If you can't beat 'em, plagiarise 'em.
Goldfinger's two most iconic
moments are Shirley Eaton being revealed
coated in gold paint and Bond narrowly being sliced in two by a laser
beam. The latter gives us the most famous exchange of dialogue in
any Bond film: "Do you expect me to talk?" asks 007 as he
anticipates the loss of his fringe benefits, to which artful
Auric replies: "No, Mr Bond, I expect you to die!" Bond's
Aston Martin DB5 makes its first appearance, equipped with such
essential accessories as an ejector seat, built-in machine guns and
revolving number plates (but incredibly no airbag or Sat
Nav). And then there's the
Shirley Bassey theme song which
could hardly fail to be a hit single (not after it had been
written expressly for that purpose).
Despite its daft plot and some rather pointless running around,
Goldfinger is indisputedly one of
the best of the Bond films. Guy Hamilton's direction includes
some truly inspired touches - such as Bond seeing his attacker
reflected in a girl's eye in the (shocking) pre-credits
sequence. The action scenes are pacy and riveting,
avoiding the fantastic superhero excesses that would prevail in
later films. This is a slick and exciting spy thriller that
bristles with style and energy, much darker in tone and far less
complacent than the subsequent Bond films. This is as good as it gets -
the
gold standard you might
say.
With such a seductive concoction on offer
it's hardly surprising that
Goldfinger
was a huge commercial success. Grossing 125 million dollars
worldwide, the film recouped its entire production cost in two weeks
and broke box office records in several countries. Producers
Harry Saltzman and Albert R. Broccoli really had struck gold.
Bond had not only become an essential part of the fabric of British
cinema, successfully luring audiences away from their television sets,
he had taken his place in movie history - and would remain there for a
very long time yet.
© James Travers 2009
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Next Guy Hamilton film:
Battle of Britain (1969)