Auric Goldfinger is the richest man in England—though his wealth can’t be found in banks. He’s been hoarding vast stockpiles of his namesake metal, and it’s attracted the suspicion of 007’s superiors at MI6.
Sent to investigate, Bond uncovers an ingenious gold-smuggling scheme, as well as Goldfinger’s most daring caper yet: Operation Grand Slam, a gold heist so audacious it could bring down the world economy and put the fate of the West in the hands of SMERSH.
To stop Goldfinger, Bond will have to survive a showdown with the sinister millionaire’s henchman, Oddjob, a tenacious karate master who can kill with one well-aimed toss of his razor-rimmed bowler hat.
Bond said casually, “Why does the man always wear that bowler hat?”
“Oddjob!” The Korean had reached the service door. “The hat.” Goldfinger pointed at a panel in the woodwork near the fireplace.
Still holding the cat under his left arm, Oddjob turned and walked stolidly back towards them. When he was half way across the floor, and without pausing or taking aim, he reached up to his hat, took it by the rim and flung it sideways with all his force. There was a loud clang. For an instant the rim of the bowler hat stuck an inch deep in the panel Goldfinger had indicated, then it fell and clattered on the floor.
Goldfinger smiled politely at Bond. “A light but very strong alloy, Mr Bond. I fear that will have damaged the felt covering, buy Oddjob will put on another. He’s surprisingly quick with a needle and thread. As you can imagine, that blow would have smashed a man’s skull or half severed his neck. A homely and a most ingeniously concealed weapon, I’m sure you’ll agree.”
“Yes, indeed.” Bond smiled with equal politeness. “Useful chap to have around.”
Bond said, “Hullo, Beautiful. That outfit suits you fine. I’m feeling rather faint. How about doing a bit of nursing?”
The deep violet eyes examined him carefully. She said softly, “You know what, Mister Bond? I got a feeling there’s something phoney about you. I got instincts, see? Just what are you and that doll” – she jerked her head back – “doing in this outfit?”
“We do all the work.”
The train began to move. Pussy Galore straightened herself. She said, “Mebbe you do. But if any little thing goes wrong with this caper, for my money it’ll be Handsome who knows why. Get me?”
“Oddjob!” The Korean had reached the service door. “The hat.” Goldfinger pointed at a panel in the woodwork near the fireplace.
Still holding the cat under his left arm, Oddjob turned and walked stolidly back towards them. When he was half way across the floor, and without pausing or taking aim, he reached up to his hat, took it by the rim and flung it sideways with all his force. There was a loud clang. For an instant the rim of the bowler hat stuck an inch deep in the panel Goldfinger had indicated, then it fell and clattered on the floor.
Goldfinger smiled politely at Bond. “A light but very strong alloy, Mr Bond. I fear that will have damaged the felt covering, buy Oddjob will put on another. He’s surprisingly quick with a needle and thread. As you can imagine, that blow would have smashed a man’s skull or half severed his neck. A homely and a most ingeniously concealed weapon, I’m sure you’ll agree.”
“Yes, indeed.” Bond smiled with equal politeness. “Useful chap to have around.”
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Bond found himself in a Pullman with Tilly Masterton across the aisle and the Koreans and Germans all around them. Goldfinger was in the front of the car talking cheerfully with his satraps. Miss Pussy Galore strolled by. She ignored the upturned face of Tilly Masterton but gave Bond the usual searching glance. There was a banging of doors being closed. Pussy Galore stopped and rested an arm on the back of the seat in front of Bond. She looked down at him. “Hullo, Handsome. Long time no see. Uncle doesn’t seem to let you off the lead much.”Bond said, “Hullo, Beautiful. That outfit suits you fine. I’m feeling rather faint. How about doing a bit of nursing?”
The deep violet eyes examined him carefully. She said softly, “You know what, Mister Bond? I got a feeling there’s something phoney about you. I got instincts, see? Just what are you and that doll” – she jerked her head back – “doing in this outfit?”
“We do all the work.”
The train began to move. Pussy Galore straightened herself. She said, “Mebbe you do. But if any little thing goes wrong with this caper, for my money it’ll be Handsome who knows why. Get me?”
James Bond tries to thwart an attempt to rob Fort Knox.
Release Dates: September 17, 1964(UK)
December 21, 1964(USA)
Release Time: 110 minutes
Cast:
Sean Connery - James Bond
Gert Fröbe - Goldfinger (as Gert Frobe)
Honor Blackman - Pussy Galore
Shirley Eaton - Jill Masterson
Tania Mallet - Tilly Masterson
Harold Sakata - Oddjob
Bernard Lee - 'M'
Martin Benson - Solo
Cec Linder - Felix Leiter
Austin Willis - Simmons
Lois Maxwell - Moneypenny
Bill Nagy - Midnight
Michael Mellinger - Kisch
Peter Cranwell - Johnny
Nadja Regin - Bonita
Gerry Duggan - Hawker
Richard Vernon - Colonel Smithers
Burt Kwouk - Mr. Ling
Desmond Llewelyn - 'Q'
Mai Ling - Mei-Lei
Varley Thomas - Swiss Gatekeeper
Margaret Nolan - Dink
Awards:
1964 Academy Awards
Best Sound Effects - Norman Wanstall - Won
American Film Institute lists:
100 Years...100 Thrills: #71
100 Years...100 Heroes and Villains: Auric Goldfinger: #49 Villain
100 Years...100 Movie Quotes: "A Martini. Shaken, not stirred.": #90
100 Years...100 Songs: "Goldfinger": #53
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Author Bio:Ian Lancaster Fleming was a British author, journalist and Second World War Navy Commander. Fleming is best remembered for creating the character of James Bond and chronicling his adventures in twelve novels and nine short stories. Additionally, Fleming wrote the children's story Chitty Chitty Bang Bang and two non-fiction books.
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