Monday, April 6, 2020

Goldfinger Co-Star Honor Blackman Has Died

Goldfinger consistently ranks in the top five of the 24 films with Rotten Tomatoes giving it a #1 and as Timeout New York (#2) puts it:
...Theme song: It simply doesn’t get any better than Shirley Bassey’s window-rattling tribute to the “man with the Midas touch,” punctuated by those slinky horn blasts.
The Bond girl: Honor Blackman’s rough-and-tumble romantic interest made a good match for Connery’s Bond and had a name that launched a thousand playground jokes: Pussy Galore.
The killer moment: Strapped to the laser table: “Do you expect me to talk?” “No, Mr. Bond, I expect you to die!”
From the BBC:

James Bond actress Honor Blackman dies aged 94
Honor Blackman, the British actress who played Pussy Galore in the James Bond film Goldfinger, has died at the age of 94.

In a statement, her family said she died peacefully of natural causes at home in Lewes, East Sussex.
Blackman was also known for playing Cathy Gale in the 1960s TV series The Avengers opposite Patrick Macnee.

The pair had a novelty hit with 1964's Kinky Boots, which reached the Top 10 in 1990.
Her other roles included Hera in Jason and the Argonauts and Laura West in 1990s TV series The Upper Hand....
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She was very, very good.
A couple other sites IMDb: #1, Guardian #2.

And since we're going down Memory Lane, from America's Finest News Source:

Can Anyone Truly Be Said To ‘Own’ The Complete James Bond Collection?
While out shopping for a friend’s birthday gift last weekend, I came upon an item I certainly wouldn’t mind having for myself—a DVD box set containing all 23 official James Bond films. As a huge 007 fan, I was amazed, and I got to thinking how great it would be to own every installment in the series. But then a difficult question occurred to me: Can it ever be said that anyone truly “owns” the complete James Bond collection?

What would that even mean, anyway?

As much as I wanted to exchange money for the compilation of digitally remastered, widescreen motion pictures and declare it my property, I found it impossible to look upon the set without asking myself, “Who am I to exert any rights of ownership over the fearless exploits, memorable one-liners, and sexual conquests of the world’s most cunning secret agent? Could possessing a mere receipt for such a transaction confer upon me ‘every pulse-pounding Bond moment from Connery to Craig,’ as the box proclaimed?”

Surely if I took home every Bond masterwork, from Dr. No up to Skyfall, I would at most be borrowing these great pieces of cinema. It would be patently absurd to believe that paying $199.99 for this deluxe, one-of-a-kind collector’s edition would make the heart-stopping Golden Gate Bridge climax of A View To A Kill “mine.” Yes, I could technically hold each one of those appealingly packaged DVDs in my hands, but no reasonable person would contend that their iconic protagonist, their ingenious villains, or the wildly inventive gadgets from the mind of Q—including the ski pole rifle from The Spy Who Loved Me and Octopussy’s TV watch—belonged to me.
In reality, we each carry our own complete James Bond collection within us.
No, the legacy of Goldfinger, of Thunderball, of Quantum Of Solace must be a shared cultural inheritance. The claim of a single individual over the unforgettable gun barrel title sequence—let alone the entire franchise—has no merit. So long as you and I both cultivate an appreciation for 007’s vast repertoires of quick comebacks and daring feats, then each of us has an equal right to them. One might even argue that the James Bond cinematic catalogue belongs to all of us—all who love the cocksure swagger and the impeccable style of that iconic MI6 agent with a license to kill.

Unfortunately, such a position is deeply problematic.
In reality, we each carry our own complete James Bond collection within us....
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