We just went to see “Goldfinger”
the new 007 movie,
Danny and I got extra-butter popcorn.
Eyes adjusted to the dark
swinging our legs in our seats,
barely after the start ~
there’s this naked lady on the screen!
I mean, she was turned to solid gold
like Midas, everywhere -!
It made us STARE,
until Papa told us loudly, “OK, let’s go!”
and we all got up
and filed out, slow -
missing the movie of the century!
getting over it
* What was papa thinking ~ taking all of us little kids to see this movie? Naturally, we had to lie like dogs to our friends the next day at school about how “boss” the movie was so they wouldn’t know that we really didn’t get to see the whole show. It was humiliating. Our salvation clearly was the fact that we had gotten an eye-full of the naked gold lady prior to our being excused to higher moral ground.
A glorious accompaniment of the Cold War, secret agent themes provided a new definition of ‘action’ film. Notably different from traditional John Wayne war movies was the fact that secret agents had to lead a double-life; they were naturally more comfortable in glamorous society with beautiful girls draped over each arm. No jungle booby-trap or slimey fox-hole could begin to compete with those fabulous spy accessories - ! It was a celebration of gadgetry straight out of the comic books.
Goldfinger was the third James Bond film, starring Sean Connery. The movie opened in the
*from "Station Wagon Wars" ~ growing up in the 60's by CTanner, excerpt