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."
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?