James Bond Prep for Spectre
Goldfinger is Sean Connery at his sexiest. The golfing polo and cashmere sweater getup is hip enough that I'd wear it today, fedora included. We have the usual striking tuxedos which Bond always looks good in, as well as my favorite gray three-piece. But I could do without the terrycloth bodysuit.
The introduction of the Aston Martin. One of the best Bond villains and even better, his "random task" henchman. The beginning of the ridiculously sexual female names, and of course: Hydrolics. Hydrolics everywhere!
It's the best of the franchise.
So this does it. This ends my King Kong marathon.
1933, 1976, and 2005.
What did I think of Peter Jackson's adaption?
I've got to say, pretty dang awesome.
Jackson captures the feel and essence of the thirty's so incredibly well, that my favourite parts of the movie were that in the beginning and the end when we spend time in New York City. His attention to detail is extraordinary. The original clocked in at an hour and forty-six minutes,…