I haven't watched a Bond film again since NTTD (which I saw twice in the cinema and once on bluray, before Christmas). For all its merits, NTTD weighs on me. It feels almost like I've eaten such a heavy lunch that there's no appetite for supper. I toy with the idea of marathon-watching all the Craig Bonds, back to back, but I'd be trepidatious about doing that for fear that the experience would, in some respects, feel inferior to binge-watching favourite long-form TV shows with arcs which are genuinely well plotted (such as 'The Wire', 'The Sopranos', 'Justified' or 'The Shield'). But I've recently enjoyed doing some reading about the Bond films, not least in this thread, and I dare say that, sooner or later, I'll be in the mood for popping one or other of the older ones in the bluray player for a spin. One hook could well be this thrill of recalling the introductory appearances of different Bond actors in their debut scenes in the series. (Connery's iconic introduction aside, my favourite is Dalton's, the dramatic close-up on his reaction to his fellow agent plunging to his death in Gibralter in the TLD PTS as Barry hits a Bond chord.)
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@Shady Tree Poor Roger doesn’t even get a PTS until TSWLM (I don’t think you can count the brief shot of a supposed Bond mannequin in TMTTGG as being in a PTS) 🙁 but the scenes with lovely Madeline Smith are very good. It’s a pity that Madeline wasn’t given a larger role as she is gorgeous.
I agree that TD’s introduction is excellent, as is Craig’s. The least said about Brosnan’s Bond, upside down in a toilet, the better.
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I watched SPECTRE with my Dad last night in preparation for his viewing of NTTD. He remarked several times on the lack of any cohesive narrative, thought the villain's plot wasn't very exciting, the gun battles and fights silly and wondered why everywhere James Bond went after Mexico seemed devoid of the general public. Crikey. My dad's more observant than I thought.
@CoolHandBond Oh yes, Madeline Smith is at least as memorable in that LALD scene as the new Bond!
I'd rate the mannequin reveal in TMWTGG as iconic. The mannequin stands in a gunbarrel-style pose which actually looks closer to Connery's gunbarrel stance than Roger's own, giving it an almost quintessential Bondian quality.
Close up, the mannequin's slightly frowning eyebrows, above intense blue eyes, epitomise Roger's serious face as Bond: there's no humorously cocked eyebrow there! The mannequin's 'concerned' look suggests that Bond, in Scaramanga, may finally meet his match (to pull forward a phrase from an AVTAK promotional poster). In a sense, Scaramanga has already objectified Bond, monumentalising him at the same time as reducing him to a play-thing in a gaudy Fun House. Barry contributes massively to the reveal by accompanying it with a dramatic Bond chord.
The mannequin might have an ironic connotation. Just as Fleming commented on a certain lack of substance in his literary creation - describing Bond as like a coat hanger on which the reader can drape their fantasies - so the idea of the mannequin, in the context of film, might imply that Bond is essentially a 'high concept', a function of genre more than a man.
Through his mannequin moment, Roger arguably has a more iconic introduction to this, his second outing as Bond, than he had to his first, in LALD. Yet the mannequin novelty follows the emblematic significance of the tarot cards in LALD, riffing on Bond as a 'concept'. And for me, this is as excitingly bizarre as the crash zoom on the cat's eye at the end of the DAF PTS, created by the same writers and director.
Personally, I prefer all that even to the spectacular, much celebrated ski jump in the TSWLM PTS. That, of course, is iconic, too, as well as game-changing. But the unfurling Union Jack parachute is less about Bond than it is about the James Bond franchise itself as a national institution in the year of the Queen's Silver Jubilee.
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Well, I suppose - Scaramanga's presentation of Bond in his abode doesn't quite make sense, it's like Red Grant's 'stalking' of Bond in the pre-credits of FRWL, bit like training a lion hunter by dressing his dog up in a lion's outfit, totally misleading, as critic John Brosnan pointed out. It's like me having a poster up of the latest pin up on my wall and thinking that means I've copped off with her.
Some say it's not actually a dummy but Moore himself in that pose in the pre-credits, perhaps plausible as it might have been hard to get a true waxwork likeness.
They did present Moore as an iconic figure, it's this one that went on the Corgi toy products though he never really quite looked like this in the later ones, did he.
Definitely great fun. I see MR as another take on the same formula that TSWLM inherited from YOLT, rather than as a sequel, as such; TSWLM and MR do sit next to each other as a closely related pair.
@Napoleon Plural Some say it's not actually a dummy but Moore himself in that pose in the pre-credits, perhaps plausible as it might have been hard to get a true waxwork likeness.
I think Moore is playing the mannequin in the PTS of TMWTGG. The Al Capone mannequin is definitely played by an actor - he blinks! - so it's reasonable to assume that Moore plays his own mannequin too. Moore's face has been given an application of waxy make-up (perhaps recalling Connery as the dummy Bond in the PTS of FRWL), but the facial detail looks 'real person', not fake. As Moore tries to hold his pose he can be seen wobbling slightly in the long shot during the dialogue between Scaramanga and Nick Nack. ("I'll get you yet! And I'll enjoy everything you leave me!") But of course, the shot-to-bits fingers are fake!
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GOLDFINGER. Often quoted as the best Bond of all, and it’s difficult to deny that assessment, although OHMSS is my favourite, this third entry in the series has Sean effortlessly portraying the spy we have all come to love. There are so many classic scenes: The PTS, the titles, Miami sequence, M’s office and the dinner briefing, the golf match, the laser scene etc etc etc., it all blends into one luxurious mixture of sixties fun and excitement. The casting is superb, as all the early Bonds were, it’s impossible to think of anyone who could better Frobe and Sakata, and although Blackman and Eaton could be replaced, I’m not sure they could have been bettered. The Leiter casting was the only poor decision, he was patently too old for the role. Guy Hamilton directs with a smooth, light touch, and Barry’s score is magnificent and Shirley belts out the classic song.
I can still remember seeing this as an eight year old, in a pitch black cinema, through a haze of cigarette smoke, and being captivated by the sheer magnificence of it all. Those first 6 movies of the 60’s are something very special, and the spectacle and excitement of it all can never be replicated, but you had to have lived through it to understand the majesty of it all, it’s difficult for those who were not born at that time to understand, but it’s certainly one saving grace of being old now.
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FRWL. I must admit that this film was not among my favourites, but I watched it a week or so ago and realised for the first time just how good it actually is. Being able to sit back and concentrate on it all the way through made all the difference and made me appreciate it for what it really is for the first time.
As for FRWL, I watched Fort Apache for the first time tonight, a classic Western with Henry Fonda and John Wayne, also Shirley Temple (grown up, a decent role in a classic film, why didn't she go on the the big stuff?) plus of course the Kerim Bay actor in his younger days. If you see this film. you'll appreciate better his role as Kerim Bay.
I caught the first hour of You Only Live Twice last weekend. Not one of my favourites but still a decent watch. I just might retire here was a great line.
I very much enjoyed watching Thunderball at London’s Prince Charles cinema - though to paraphrase a line from another film, ‘If that’s 4K, I’m Arnold Palmer!’ Much of it looked like it really was filmed nearly 60 years ago, aside from the final ‘reel’ from Miami onwards, where the underwater battles really were vivid and comic-book colourful, as if filmed yesterday. I have a chequered history of seeing Thunderball in Leicester Square - I caught a showing at the massive Empire many years ago and it was a bit duff, a very ratty print.
But sitting down to watch this at the Prince Charles, well, even the blurb they have beforehand is better than your usual, slightly anodyne Odeon ‘So, sit back in your seats…’ experience, they have ads telling you not to disturb other cinemagoers, using clips from classic cult movies, Tarantino et al. Though I kind of miss the ad with the cartoon snake going across the scream, reminding you to keep an eye on your belongings.
The seats are bit more cramped after the revamp, it’s not great for leg room. Frankly, unless you sit up near the front, it’s not quite a cinematic experience. Contrast with the BFI Imax Waterloo, where I can only tolerate the big screen if sat right at the back.
The good thing about Bond on the big screen is that you immerse yourself for 2 hours in the world of Bond. Thunderball doesn’t always grab me on TV, it’s too samey, too plodding, but as a cinema experience you get caught up in the narrative, the actual story. You immerse yourself in the whole Thunderballness of it all. OHMSS is much the same - I don’t care to dip into it on telly, but at the cinema it’s a different experience. On TV, the episodic Bonds do better.
I thought I might catch a few other Bonds here as there’s a season showing, maybe even Never Say Never Again although I think that isn’t being shown. Possibly I got caught up in the moment.
Of course, what a big-screen Bond does is show up those moments you overlook on the small screen.
Thunderball made me feel right at home from the start. Why? Well, I’ve been meaning to get a painter in to do the French windows but they don’t do small jobs these days, and you tend to get ‘ghosted’ by decorators who show up and look around and you never hear from them again. When the widow enters Chatuea d’Arnet (I think, north of the Caspian, I mean Paris) via the French windows, my, those metal doors could do with a lick of paint. Can’t any members of Spectre nip along to the local branch of Wilko’s?
I’ve already mentioned on another thread how mad it is that Largo should enter his Spectre meeting by simply walking past his front organisation for migrants, via swing doors and then straight past a nosily, clunking door into said meeting - no going along a corridor or down some stairs or anything. It’s a wonder someone doesn’t just stroll in by mistake, ‘Oh, sorry, I was looking for the WC…’ ‘Well, was it a number 1 or number 2 you were after?’
But the absurdity of it would have struck one as pleasing back in the 1960s.
Thunderball would be perfect for one of those watchalongs because as entertaining as it is, there are so many little quirky things that make you go 'Huh?'
It sometimes has the look of being made on the hoof. When Largo stands up to announce his operation, walking along the catwalk to do so, the minions we see gazing up at with with awe and reverence that’s a bit OTT. Some acting is a bit off here, Pat at Shrublands is great on telly but in the movie the acting is just a bit OTT, she could dial it down by ten per cent.
Later, at a later Spectre meeting, one notices a brunette with specs on the left - who is she? What’s her backstory? Is she an agent - do the glasses pull of the same trick as Bond’s the pre-credits of TWINE? Or did she wander in looking for the powder room?
In truth much of the Spectre agents - there aren’t many here - seem a motley crew, a bunch of travelling salesmen. If No Time To Die is anything to go by. Blofeld is the Sir Keir Starmer of Bond villains - his team seem to be in finer fettle with bigger membership, when he isn’t around.
It’s the little things you notice on the big screen. Fans of 1970s sitcom Steptoe and Son should look out for the time when the fake Captain Duvall looks at the wad of cash in the envelope and decides he wants more money. The acting is pure Harry H Corbett, all frozen comedic indignation: ‘May I REMIND you father, we specifically agreed…’ Guy Doleman, who showed up in The Ipcress File the same year, channels Captain Von Trapp throughout.
At the casino it goes unnoticed that a female Dr Strangelove is sat alongside Largo, perhaps keeping tabs on whether nuclear destruction will again ensue.
Fiona Volpe seems more attractive and personable on the big screen as does Claudine Auger as Domino, who seems a bit boring on telly, but at the cinema shows she is the best looking of Bond girls with fantastic legs and her acting is perfectly fine, never a duff moment really, but like Domino in the remake, the part doesn’t do an actress any favours.
The last time Connery would look youthful as Bond, he nonetheless looks a bit rough at times, like’d been on the booze every evening. Lean in the final scenes where in unconvincingly infiltrates the Spectre frogmen - the movie becomes ludicrous at this point - at other times in Nassau one senses he’s enjoyed the local hospitality a bit too much.
But a lot of Thunderball seems to be winging it, as if Bond is chancing his arm, stopping to drop flowers over his now dead assassin, hanging back as if deliberately to let his opponents see him escape through the wood panel door, or stealing a grape, allowing - I take it Duvall the imposter - to see him make his exit from the Shrublands room. Much of this plot doesn’t resonate - it didn’t quite figure with me that the guy in bandages is the phoney agent undergoing plastic surgery, in other words the guy who kills Domino’s brother and takes his place, the cautious movements of the bandaged guy seems nothing like him, was it the same actor under the bandages?
Bond’s ‘seduction’ of Pat drew laughs in the cinema at the inappropriateness of it all.
When Lippe is about to shoot Bond with a silencer for stumbling up on the bandaged corpse, who is the other assassin with the gun through the window, who Bond disables with a telephone? We’ve never seen him before. And why doesn’t Lippe just shoot him then?
Moneypenny is great in this. But why does she raise her eyebrows suggestively when she mentions yoghurt and grapefruit juice to Bond? They’re on the phone, it’s not like he can see her. Later, in the office, there’s the case of Bond having a hat when he came in, then it isn’t as leaves - but the dialogue actually draws attention to it. Are we to infer that MI6 has a sneak thief about the premises? Or Pinewood? ‘Where’s that bloody hat, we need it now!’ ‘I don’t know, it was there half an hour ago!’ The line where Moneypenny asks Bond how he’ll recognise Domino is a feed, I mean, he’s been looking at her photo ffs… even if his response is funny.
If I’m harsh on Spectre’s meet-ups, MI6 don’t do much better. The reel-to-reel tape they use is so clunky it could be from the 1940s, even my Dad’s reel-to-reel on which he taped the Beatles’ 'Maxwell Silver Hammer' and Macini’s 'Baby Elephantwalk', looked more modern than that. This does seem to be a thing with early Bonds, some of it looks way more vintage. I mean, the lecture by Colonel Smithers in Goldfinger could be him in late 30s warning of the intentions of Her Hitler. It may be deliberate, to generate a classic look and of course it makes the snazzy Aston Martin DB5 seem even more modish.
At the meeting you notice more on the big screen an unhappy looking bloke with bad hair, a bit like Eric Blore in Top Hat, who seems to have not a line of dialogue but whose job is to just look unhappy and distraught at Blofeld’s plans. He reminds me of Kenneth Griffiths as the unhappy older relative sitting through Hugh Grant’s speech in Four Weddings. I guess all these scenes cold have been filmed in one day.
Now, all this is supremely entertaining stuff, but not always for the reasons one envisaged. It still has that happy 1960s vibe, all the thing that’s missing is the Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa advert at the beginning, or the Anytime Anyplace Anywhere Martini ad.
Would the Vulcan really have the range to fly out to the Bahamas? I’d have to look at that map again. The size of a house and shown for all of 10 seconds.
Visually, it picks up in the Bahamas but narratively, it’s okay, not hugely interesting. Again, the Spectre agents seem a bit rubbish aside from Fiona. A bit Bernard Cribbins. You notice there’s a sadistic streak to Thunderball - Vargos we see is smiling as he drops grenades into the sea to kill Bond, so that’s his vice. If Paula hadn’t taken her suicide pill she’d have been saved by Bond - sad. Pity she didn’t do as cowardly Bond did in DAD - ‘I threw them away long ago…’ We see more sadism of a kind when Bond takes the spines out of Domino’s foot - we see a lot of Auger’s naked feet in this, it must be Tarantion’s fave Bond - and when Largo threatens to go to work with the ice and cigars, again some trussed up squirming on the bed here, but I found it a bit off for a Bond film, it sort of lowers the tone.
Thunderball gets worse as it goes on. Among Binder’s swirling swimming ladies, Kevin McClory gets sole producer credit so he can take the blame. He had years to think this up - wasn’t he set to go into production within weeks, with Laurence Harvey cast as Bond, or was that a charlatan’s ruse? But the film increasingly becomes a long-winded dog’s dinnner, much like Never Say Never Again, where he had a decade to think up something good but instead had the writers cook it up as filming unfolded.
That Nobel prize professor does his Peter Lorre impression, at the end when his is begging Domino he might be in Casablanca begging Sam to spare him from the Nazis. ‘Help me Sam, hide me please, I beg of you…’ The way that character is handled, with Bond shoving him an inflatable ring and booting him off the boat (‘Can you swim? It’s not your day, is it?’) having serving his plot function of freeing Domino sums it up. That daft winching of Bond and Domino is Derek Flint really, Domino would be left with her arms wrapped around Bond’s torso, his arms wrenched off him and high in the air. ‘First time I feel really safe all day!’
The end credits didn’t say ‘James Bond Will Return in You Only Live Twice’ or any film for that matter, did they cut it short?
I asked at the til about the whole thing not being 4K (in fairness, I thought it was 5K, I thought we’d be getting a preview of the new BluRays but what we see is only what they show on ITV4 on the telly anyway) and he was amiable and wholly uninterested - nobody else was commenting on it so maybe it’s just me.
However, back home BBC4 HD was again showing The Third Man - now that print really was exception, unlike this one. This one had great sound but I prefer Barry’s music to be analogue. Or am I the one being anal? Ideally, I’d like a print with 5K polish and precision transferred to film alongside an analogue soundtrack. But I am overthinking this of course.
It was nice to hide away and watch Thunderball in a darkened theatre as tanks rolled into Ukraine - I guess when Hitler invaded Poland I’d have been in my study listening to Al Bowlly on the gramophone, or watching a Buster Keaton silent film at the Pictures.
Prince Charles cinema’s reshowing of Octopussy will prove timely.
Tomorrow, however, they’re showing You Only Live Twice.
As you may recall, I have previous with the Prince Charles.
I enjoyed your review, @Napoleon Plural . You tell it well. The most noticeable aspect of your piece is that you mention several time how much better the film comes across in the cinema compared to the TV. I've been telling people this for years - as you probably know - and I often wonder if the film's major detractors on forum sites have ever watched it in a cinema environment. I don't know about 4D, but the movie was originally filmed in Panavision, which is the full wide screen experience. This allows an audience to immerse itself in the action. The fact the plot dithers and the ending meanders doesn't matter so much when you're staring at that enormous screen. Ah, yes and Claudine Auger, Luciana Paluzzi, Molly Peters and Martine Beswick, possibly the loveliest selection of ladies ever to grace a Bond movie, look especially ravishing.
I watched a 4D print once, in it Claudine Auger reaches out her hand and pleasure you by reaching through your box of popcorn.
The showings on ITV4 boast of being 4K I think, they mention it on a placard at the end of the film. The effect is somewhat lost however because ITV4 isn't a HD channel. Of course, you'd get it full whack on ITV HD whenever they bother to show a Bond film these days.
Judging by this cinema, it would hardly be worth seeing the first three Bonds there, or Live and Let Die even, as they are not particularly widescreen. I picked TB for this reason and because it's the last of those Bonds - OHMSS aside - that have one foot in reality, even if struggling to make it work puts the film under stress. The final straight of an action movie should be like sex perhaps, first part is plot, introduction, drink and dinner, explain yourselves, compare notes, then the final bit be hell for leather get to the good bit - I've turned middle-aged recently, nobody young talks like this - but you see what I mean. But the last part of Thunderball is interminable underwater action with awful join-the-dots plot exposition holding things up, like McClory had the locations in his head but didn't know how to join them up into a narrative.
But as you say, this matters less when in the cinema immersed in that Thunderball world...
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The showings on ITV4 boast of being 4K I think, they mention it on a placard at the end of the film. The effect is somewhat lost however because ITV4 isn't a HD channel
At the risk of incurring your displeasure again, @Napoleon Plural ☺️ ITV4 has both SD & HD variants
awesome epic review @Napoleon Plural , lotsa discussion points buried in there
Hope you get to see all of them on the big screen if they're showing them even if the legroom is more like a commercial airliner. How many others were in the audience?
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Thunderball would be perfect for one of those watchalongs because as entertaining as it is, there are so many little quirky things that make you go 'Huh?'
its been done! @Higgins did the whole series two years ago! see here for the worldwide team of scholars' wisecracks while watching Thunderball
what do theatres use for digital projections? is it the same blu-rays we can buy for ourselves or do they have an even more hi-def format only available to theatres? if you walk right up to the screen in a theatre when they project from a digital source, can you see the pixels?
Moneypenny is great in this. But why does she raise her eyebrows suggestively when she mentions yoghurt and grapefruit juice to Bond? They’re on the phone, it’s not like he can see her.
I notice when I watch Lois Maxwell in other contemporary appearances, like Danger Man, the Saint, or OK Connery, her persona is a seen-it-all worldly cynicism. Its only as Moneypenny she is this virginal spinster living fantasies vicariously through Bond. Maybe this suggestive eyebrow arch is a little of her real self slipping through?
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The reel-to-reel tape they use is so clunky it could be from the 1940s... This does seem to be a thing with early Bonds, some of it looks way more vintage. I mean, the lecture by Colonel Smithers in Goldfingercould be him in late 30s warning of the intentions of Her Hitler. It may be deliberate, to generate a classic look and of course it makes the snazzy Aston Martin DB5 seem even more modish.
Maybe worthy of debate: we think of these early films as being set five minutes into the future, all the Ken Adam sci-fi type set design and the obsession with technology and the latest brands. Thunderball is the most techno-fetishistic of the early films, but its also directed by Terence Young who made the first two. From Russia with Love is all old world vibes, and Dr No is an image of Colonial Jamaica that was probably out of date when it was being filmed. Much of the analysis of both Fleming's books and the films argues the appeal is nostalgia for a time when Britain really did rule the world, and maybe we tend to forget that aspect of the fantasy 60 years later.
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when Largo threatens to go to work with the ice and cigars, again some trussed up squirming on the bed here, but I found it a bit off for a Bond film, it sort of lowers the tone.
That bits straight from Fleming and Fleming's full of torture scenes. But pre-Die Another Day, the films did tend to bowdlerise that aspect of the source material
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Thunderball gets worse as it goes on. Among Binder’s swirling swimming ladies, Kevin McClory gets sole producer credit so he can take the blame. He had years to think this up - wasn’t he set to go into production within weeks, with Laurence Harvey cast as Bond, or was that a charlatan’s ruse? But the film increasingly becomes a long-winded dog’s dinner, much like Never Say Never Again, where he had a decade to think up something good but instead had the writers cook it up as filming unfolded.
We probably have to revisit what we know of the original Battle of the Bonds, and I've forgotten much of it. @Revelator 's been round lately and knows this material well, maybe he can help?
What I recall is that McClory got the sole producer credit because it was he who owned the rights and let EON co-produce it with him. I don't get the idea he was an actual experienced filmmaker except for something called the Boy on the Bridge years before, and the regular EON team did most of the work, with the loudmouthed amateur trying to interfere. I'm not sure they actually let him change anything but his involvement made things more difficult than the first three films.
There was an interview with Maibaum posted recently where we learned Maibaum wrote a Thunderball script for EON before Dr No, before they learned they did not have the rights to Thunderball. And that the script for the final film was built up from Maibaum's early draft, not the earlier collaborations between Fleming McClory et al. But that's the script, not the production.
Other thing I remember from Fleming bios, is they were brought together by a mutual interest in scuba diving, and all the scuba diving content is as much McClory's underwater fantasia as it was Fleming's. So was it perhaps McClory that kept adding more underwater photography with little idea how to make it add up to a story?
One more complication is that the director Terence Young left before the film was finished, and the editor Peter Hunt asked for extra time trying to cobble what was filmed into a coherent narrative.
Have I got any of that right? I know a lot has been written about the behind-the-scenes of this film.
Hi @Sir Miles is ITV24 HD only available on Smart TVs? I never come across It scrolling on my old 32in Panasonic...
Re Moneypenny's suggestive eyebrows, I was being mega pedantic - just saying, she's making an expression at Bond - but he can't see her so it's wasted, they're on the phone if you see what I mean.
I have Battle of the Bonds but it's thin on the mooted McClory project about to go into production in 64/65 if it was ever a goer or just a bluff to draw in EON.
Thoroughly enjoyed your review, np, makes me want to watch it again. caractacus, you’re mostly right but I don't have time right now to get into the huge TB story.
Edit: But briefly you're correct, Maibaum wrote a TB script before DN was decided on as the first film. And McClory was not an experienced filmmaker, with "The Boy And The Bridge" The Boy and the Bridge (1959) - IMDb being his major claim to fame. Part of his deal with Eon was that he would receive sole producer credit (notably placed on the ass of one of the swimmers; see how there is a momentary pause while his producing credit appears Thunderball Opening Title Sequence - YouTube) while Broccoli & Saltzman would present the film and act as Executive Producers- in reality, all three would produce it together, dividing duties and, obviously, profits of which there were more than enough to go round.
The book "The Battle For Bond" is the major source to go to for all the details.
@Napoleon Plural the end credits were cut short since they said that James Bond would return On Her Majesty's Secret Service but that was changed to You Only Live Twice.
And Blofeld being the Sir Keir Starmer of Bond villains 😂😂😂- but does that make Angela Rayner Fiona Volpe then?
Ah, I see, being a red head and all that. What about Mad Nads? Doesn't bear thinking about.
But we all know a bent copper and who she'd be...
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Hey @caractacus potts about 40 people in the cinema. But aside from reacting to the un PC moments, very silent as we all knew all the jokes and some of us had face masks on - but not all. Cinema prob could hold 200 so not packed out. One both missed that full on cinema experience while at the same time not wanting to cos of Covid. Had it been packed out I wouldn't have bought a ticket.
The sometimes slightly sunburned look of Connery in the Bahamas scenes may be the reason they gave Connery a fake perma tan in the remake, to avoid continuity problems too. Of course, it looks rubbish, esp when he's at Shrublands.
On Her Majesty’s Secret Service at London’s Prince Charles cinema.
A now out-of-bounds venue for @ChrisNo1 due to a dispute over his ticket purchase last year, I can confirm that they are a miserable bunch. We all know that OHMSS is not great for chuckles, largely due to star Lazenby’s way with a one-liner, so I thought it would be only fun to liven up the final scene of the movie where the camera pans across the bullet hole in the windscreen by singing ‘Autoglass replace! Autoglass replacement!’ Across the auditorium.
Well! Seems there a lot of Bond fans present who took exception, and many began assailing me for my witty catcall. ‘You’ve just ruined a two-and-a-half hour movie!’ One shouted - I pointed out it was Cubby and Harry who’d done that, by picking Lazenby to star in it.
The police were called. Now - say what you like about the Met, teenage girls being made to strip search for cannabis, selfies of dead people, psychopathic murderers, strong-arm arrests during a vigil, but I’ll not hear a word against them, for they know their Bond films. ‘Lazenby’s film is pretty awful, the accused was quite within his rights to make the comment he did’ offered the sergeant.
Now, despite all that, I must say that watching OHMSS is even more enjoyable than Thunderball, though both are the type of film that work better on the big screen with your undivided attention, they don’t quite work for dipping into on the telly. Yet OHMSS is a strange film to me - when I expect to dislike it, I instead enjoy it, is will be ready to enjoy it the next time it’s on, only to find I dislike it again. I had quite mixed feelings about seeing this time, and it paid off.
The big surprise is that on the big screen, Lazenby seems a bona fide movie star, not a mere pretender or stand-in. After slagging off Connery for going to seed even in bits of Thunderball, it’s a positive pleasure to see a young, trim and virile leading man who looks happy to be playing the role, largely engaged in the part, not having to have a bit of a baggy area around the midriff of his suit to cover up middle-aged spread. And that’s already having factored in Connery’s toupee, which we’re okay about, but doesn’t always look convincing.
The one-upmanship chemistry between him and Rigg at the casino hotel - seemingly non-existent on the telly, is far more agreeable and I found myself shifting in my seat with happy expectation.
Not only that, it seems that we get to see a full-on, bona fide blockbuster Bond movie. It’s a pleasure to see a Bond film that seems based loosely on real-life commando operations at times, rather than video games as in recent years, decades even.
Lazenby’s poor way with a one-liner matter less at the cinema - we’ve all seen the film so unlikely to be laughing at any of the gags. In fact, at Thunderball the main laughs came from the inappropriate and unPC seductions of various women, in particular of course Pam at Shrublands. Of course, on its initial release the lack of good jokes and also I have to say all-round lack of happy mirth would have counted against it, with an audience expecting a good time. This is also a reason why the film doesn’t work so well on the telly, with a family gathered round, it becomes more painful when the jokes fall flat, the atmosphere just a big more judgemental.
Things that grated on the small screen just a bit - the segue from day time to night time overlooking the hotel pool (‘Oh, we’ve been to film school have we Mr Hunt?’) on the big screen evoke pure pleasure and appreciation, the change in atmosphere beautifully conveyed on the soundtrack - not the music but the change from poolside frolics to discrete chinking of glasses at the roulette table.
It doesn’t quite match the dialogue however, where the concierge is talking about Bond’s ‘special requirements’, presumably his way with the women. The script probably called for the sort of thing we see at the Miami Beach Hotel in Goldfinger, or Nassau in Thunderball - obvious shots of bikini babes sashaying across from right to left, big ass on view, a staple of the Kennedy era, the time of Playboy magazine, but we don’t get that here as it might interrupt the flow of the day to night segue. I must say, we never see Oswald and his wife Martha trying to change behind a windbreaker in these shots, their kid whining about his dropped ice cream.
It’s possible that Hunt missed an obvious trick here. But what worked in 64/65 might well not have done in 69 (you were expecting me) where feminism was on the rise and more than that, it all might have looked a bit dated by then. That not withstanding, it lends a high minded feel to the film, as we are made to concentrate on the main love interest Tracy and not what else he might be getting around the pool.
I hesitate to ask whether it may be because Peter Hunt was gay and so less interested in this aspect of things - partly because I’m not sure that holds true - but the same goes for Blofeld’s belles in Piz Gloria, none of them to my eye seem exactly that attractive but again, it allows for us to see Rigg’s Tracy as the main love interest.
The only hot woman in this film seems to be, well, either Draco’s graceful bridge partner, or the one to incautiously advises Tracey about her father’s intentions, and I think neither are seen at Bond’s wedding when there’s no reason why not, unless to avoid being a distraction.
But nothing dates a film like sex, so downplaying this is yet another reason why this film seems so startlingly contemporary.
There’s an anecdote someone on set told about Peter Hunt, where someone in the studio was griping about how they couldn’t get on in the industry, saying to do so you had to be either gay, or a freemason or something else, maybe from public school, and they were laughing ‘because, of course, Peter was all three!
The whole film is shaping up to be a wonderful experience in the dark of Prince Charles cinema, not least because in spite of what I said on my Thunderball review, they do indeed include a kind of homage to the famous Pearl & Dean adverts of the 60s and 70s.
That said, lest ChrisNo1 is gnashing his teeth, this venue is not what it was. After refurbishment, the screen is surely smaller than before, the idea to generate two screens and more seats in the downstairs one to pack em in. I personally would only sit in the first few rows to get the cinema experience and even then it might not be so different to sitting up close to a 50in flatscreen. The key thing is, one is looking up at the screen, so it does resemble the old-school movie experience from our youth.
Candidly I do not get the whole 4K thing. It’s not bad, but the first shot - aside from noticing how cluttered M’s mantlepiece in his office is - doesn’t seem so polished or up to date. I seem to recall a print of Goldfinger doing the rounds nearly a decade ago, now what was cleaned up and looked uncanny - almost too much, almost ersatz, though the sound wasn’t loud or thunderous enough. I recall a print of OHMSS some years ago at the BFI Imax and it seemed better than this. Was it the same or a different one?
And it being digital, well, the sound is decent enough but not quite the crash bang wallop of Barry in his prime as it’s not analogue. I listened to my You Only Live Twice LP two nights before and that really did resonate, this however wasn’t quite there, so it’s not the exemplary experience it might be. Which makes one think - if Bond is the big British movie hero, if it’s his 60th anniversary, if London’s Prince Charles is one of the most notable cinemas in the UK, shouldn’t it be possible to get hold of a pristine original print of this film? In the same way I can pick up on eBay a copy of a Beatles LP from the time, in mono, with a yellow Parlophone label, so I can hear what everybody else heard? I know film stock deteriorates unlike vinyl records, but still… one of the trailers at the Prince Charles was for Space Odyssey where it boasted of a 70mm print, ‘unrestored’ so why can’t they do something like this for the Bond films?
I would also say my day was enhanced by making it up to London Victoria by train on one of the first balmy, sunny days of the year and checking out the area, Elizabeth Street then Sloane Square, then up Piccadilly to Leicester Square so the film was almost an afterthought, a highly pleasant one, with not the entire day riding on it.
In spite of all my bonhomie, it was cut dead by two of the film’s most boring scenes, in fact in the history of the Bond films, in fact of all films. One is the meeting between Bond and Draco and his exposition-heavy account of Tracy’s background. The film critic John Brosnan felt compelled to criticise Lazenby’s acting here, for looking bored, but really it’s badly directed. Hunt does much of it in long shot so it can’t be easily cut or edited, even so I would have cut out some stuff in particular the bit about Tracy marrying someone out of spite. It’s basically irrelevant and not mentioned again, even when Bond proposes to her. The scene drags on, in fact any willing suitor asking him his daughter’s hand in marriage would have second thoughts - ‘If she’s as boring as you, daddy-oh, I’m out of here…’
It’s also badly scripted. This might be an opportunity for Draco to explain why his stooges beat up Bond without so much of a by-your-leave - ‘In view of her previous male attention, you can see why I’m so protective of her…’ Maybe he does say that, and it was lost on me. Or, ‘How was I to know you were with Her Majesty’s Secret Service? They’ve earned their salary this week…’ Or later, at the bullfighting match, they could tie it together when Draco’s men - realising that Bond is now in favour with their boss - appear more conciliatory or pleasant. As it is, even in the grand finale, when former enemies sit side by side in the helicopter, very little is made of this reversion of old emnities.
Some of us like the idea of Connery being Bond in this film, but it was bad enough to see him joshing with Kerim Bey about crumpet, to do so with Draco leering ‘Yes, sleep on it’ would be too much and I’m not sure Connery would have known to look bashful as Lazenby does.
The other boring scene is so bad I seem to have forgotten it.
There are little things you pick up on the big screen, namely the naff framed prints on the walls of Moneypenny’s office.
Later it appears during the bull fight scene Rigg had the day off so being filmed at Pinewood they got in Carry On star Kenneth Williams to play her role, it’s very convincing but you can see it’s him, the waspish, snake-like facial manner.
The actress who plays Irma Bunt is facially quite handsome, she could be Fiona Volpe’s mother, maybe she was if Spectre is all in the family. I don’t see why Bond couldn’t have got into bed with her, they both could have had a good time.
If Bond’s spectacles are a ‘prop’ why does he not deploy them when he actually has to meet Blofeld? Bit of a waste really. But you do notice that en route he is flattening down his kilt so nobody might see Ruby’s handiwork with the lipstick, a nice detail.
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I haven't watched a Bond film again since NTTD (which I saw twice in the cinema and once on bluray, before Christmas). For all its merits, NTTD weighs on me. It feels almost like I've eaten such a heavy lunch that there's no appetite for supper. I toy with the idea of marathon-watching all the Craig Bonds, back to back, but I'd be trepidatious about doing that for fear that the experience would, in some respects, feel inferior to binge-watching favourite long-form TV shows with arcs which are genuinely well plotted (such as 'The Wire', 'The Sopranos', 'Justified' or 'The Shield'). But I've recently enjoyed doing some reading about the Bond films, not least in this thread, and I dare say that, sooner or later, I'll be in the mood for popping one or other of the older ones in the bluray player for a spin. One hook could well be this thrill of recalling the introductory appearances of different Bond actors in their debut scenes in the series. (Connery's iconic introduction aside, my favourite is Dalton's, the dramatic close-up on his reaction to his fellow agent plunging to his death in Gibralter in the TLD PTS as Barry hits a Bond chord.)
@Shady Tree Poor Roger doesn’t even get a PTS until TSWLM (I don’t think you can count the brief shot of a supposed Bond mannequin in TMTTGG as being in a PTS) 🙁 but the scenes with lovely Madeline Smith are very good. It’s a pity that Madeline wasn’t given a larger role as she is gorgeous.
I agree that TD’s introduction is excellent, as is Craig’s. The least said about Brosnan’s Bond, upside down in a toilet, the better.
I watched SPECTRE with my Dad last night in preparation for his viewing of NTTD. He remarked several times on the lack of any cohesive narrative, thought the villain's plot wasn't very exciting, the gun battles and fights silly and wondered why everywhere James Bond went after Mexico seemed devoid of the general public. Crikey. My dad's more observant than I thought.
@CoolHandBond Oh yes, Madeline Smith is at least as memorable in that LALD scene as the new Bond!
I'd rate the mannequin reveal in TMWTGG as iconic. The mannequin stands in a gunbarrel-style pose which actually looks closer to Connery's gunbarrel stance than Roger's own, giving it an almost quintessential Bondian quality.
Close up, the mannequin's slightly frowning eyebrows, above intense blue eyes, epitomise Roger's serious face as Bond: there's no humorously cocked eyebrow there! The mannequin's 'concerned' look suggests that Bond, in Scaramanga, may finally meet his match (to pull forward a phrase from an AVTAK promotional poster). In a sense, Scaramanga has already objectified Bond, monumentalising him at the same time as reducing him to a play-thing in a gaudy Fun House. Barry contributes massively to the reveal by accompanying it with a dramatic Bond chord.
The mannequin might have an ironic connotation. Just as Fleming commented on a certain lack of substance in his literary creation - describing Bond as like a coat hanger on which the reader can drape their fantasies - so the idea of the mannequin, in the context of film, might imply that Bond is essentially a 'high concept', a function of genre more than a man.
Through his mannequin moment, Roger arguably has a more iconic introduction to this, his second outing as Bond, than he had to his first, in LALD. Yet the mannequin novelty follows the emblematic significance of the tarot cards in LALD, riffing on Bond as a 'concept'. And for me, this is as excitingly bizarre as the crash zoom on the cat's eye at the end of the DAF PTS, created by the same writers and director.
Personally, I prefer all that even to the spectacular, much celebrated ski jump in the TSWLM PTS. That, of course, is iconic, too, as well as game-changing. But the unfurling Union Jack parachute is less about Bond than it is about the James Bond franchise itself as a national institution in the year of the Queen's Silver Jubilee.
Well, I suppose - Scaramanga's presentation of Bond in his abode doesn't quite make sense, it's like Red Grant's 'stalking' of Bond in the pre-credits of FRWL, bit like training a lion hunter by dressing his dog up in a lion's outfit, totally misleading, as critic John Brosnan pointed out. It's like me having a poster up of the latest pin up on my wall and thinking that means I've copped off with her.
Some say it's not actually a dummy but Moore himself in that pose in the pre-credits, perhaps plausible as it might have been hard to get a true waxwork likeness.
They did present Moore as an iconic figure, it's this one that went on the Corgi toy products though he never really quite looked like this in the later ones, did he.
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I always think of this as a sequel to TSWLM. I love em both 😎
Definitely great fun. I see MR as another take on the same formula that TSWLM inherited from YOLT, rather than as a sequel, as such; TSWLM and MR do sit next to each other as a closely related pair.
@Napoleon Plural Some say it's not actually a dummy but Moore himself in that pose in the pre-credits, perhaps plausible as it might have been hard to get a true waxwork likeness.
I think Moore is playing the mannequin in the PTS of TMWTGG. The Al Capone mannequin is definitely played by an actor - he blinks! - so it's reasonable to assume that Moore plays his own mannequin too. Moore's face has been given an application of waxy make-up (perhaps recalling Connery as the dummy Bond in the PTS of FRWL), but the facial detail looks 'real person', not fake. As Moore tries to hold his pose he can be seen wobbling slightly in the long shot during the dialogue between Scaramanga and Nick Nack. ("I'll get you yet! And I'll enjoy everything you leave me!") But of course, the shot-to-bits fingers are fake!
I watched NTTD last night on DVD, my third visit. My thoughts are in the NTTD thread.
GOLDFINGER. Often quoted as the best Bond of all, and it’s difficult to deny that assessment, although OHMSS is my favourite, this third entry in the series has Sean effortlessly portraying the spy we have all come to love. There are so many classic scenes: The PTS, the titles, Miami sequence, M’s office and the dinner briefing, the golf match, the laser scene etc etc etc., it all blends into one luxurious mixture of sixties fun and excitement. The casting is superb, as all the early Bonds were, it’s impossible to think of anyone who could better Frobe and Sakata, and although Blackman and Eaton could be replaced, I’m not sure they could have been bettered. The Leiter casting was the only poor decision, he was patently too old for the role. Guy Hamilton directs with a smooth, light touch, and Barry’s score is magnificent and Shirley belts out the classic song.
I can still remember seeing this as an eight year old, in a pitch black cinema, through a haze of cigarette smoke, and being captivated by the sheer magnificence of it all. Those first 6 movies of the 60’s are something very special, and the spectacle and excitement of it all can never be replicated, but you had to have lived through it to understand the majesty of it all, it’s difficult for those who were not born at that time to understand, but it’s certainly one saving grace of being old now.
FRWL. I must admit that this film was not among my favourites, but I watched it a week or so ago and realised for the first time just how good it actually is. Being able to sit back and concentrate on it all the way through made all the difference and made me appreciate it for what it really is for the first time.
There's a poetry to @CoolHandBond 's quote.
As for FRWL, I watched Fort Apache for the first time tonight, a classic Western with Henry Fonda and John Wayne, also Shirley Temple (grown up, a decent role in a classic film, why didn't she go on the the big stuff?) plus of course the Kerim Bay actor in his younger days. If you see this film. you'll appreciate better his role as Kerim Bay.
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I caught the first hour of You Only Live Twice last weekend. Not one of my favourites but still a decent watch. I just might retire here was a great line.
I very much enjoyed watching Thunderball at London’s Prince Charles cinema - though to paraphrase a line from another film, ‘If that’s 4K, I’m Arnold Palmer!’ Much of it looked like it really was filmed nearly 60 years ago, aside from the final ‘reel’ from Miami onwards, where the underwater battles really were vivid and comic-book colourful, as if filmed yesterday. I have a chequered history of seeing Thunderball in Leicester Square - I caught a showing at the massive Empire many years ago and it was a bit duff, a very ratty print.
But sitting down to watch this at the Prince Charles, well, even the blurb they have beforehand is better than your usual, slightly anodyne Odeon ‘So, sit back in your seats…’ experience, they have ads telling you not to disturb other cinemagoers, using clips from classic cult movies, Tarantino et al. Though I kind of miss the ad with the cartoon snake going across the scream, reminding you to keep an eye on your belongings.
The seats are bit more cramped after the revamp, it’s not great for leg room. Frankly, unless you sit up near the front, it’s not quite a cinematic experience. Contrast with the BFI Imax Waterloo, where I can only tolerate the big screen if sat right at the back.
The good thing about Bond on the big screen is that you immerse yourself for 2 hours in the world of Bond. Thunderball doesn’t always grab me on TV, it’s too samey, too plodding, but as a cinema experience you get caught up in the narrative, the actual story. You immerse yourself in the whole Thunderballness of it all. OHMSS is much the same - I don’t care to dip into it on telly, but at the cinema it’s a different experience. On TV, the episodic Bonds do better.
I thought I might catch a few other Bonds here as there’s a season showing, maybe even Never Say Never Again although I think that isn’t being shown. Possibly I got caught up in the moment.
Of course, what a big-screen Bond does is show up those moments you overlook on the small screen.
Thunderball made me feel right at home from the start. Why? Well, I’ve been meaning to get a painter in to do the French windows but they don’t do small jobs these days, and you tend to get ‘ghosted’ by decorators who show up and look around and you never hear from them again. When the widow enters Chatuea d’Arnet (I think, north of the Caspian, I mean Paris) via the French windows, my, those metal doors could do with a lick of paint. Can’t any members of Spectre nip along to the local branch of Wilko’s?
I’ve already mentioned on another thread how mad it is that Largo should enter his Spectre meeting by simply walking past his front organisation for migrants, via swing doors and then straight past a nosily, clunking door into said meeting - no going along a corridor or down some stairs or anything. It’s a wonder someone doesn’t just stroll in by mistake, ‘Oh, sorry, I was looking for the WC…’ ‘Well, was it a number 1 or number 2 you were after?’
But the absurdity of it would have struck one as pleasing back in the 1960s.
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Thunderball would be perfect for one of those watchalongs because as entertaining as it is, there are so many little quirky things that make you go 'Huh?'
It sometimes has the look of being made on the hoof. When Largo stands up to announce his operation, walking along the catwalk to do so, the minions we see gazing up at with with awe and reverence that’s a bit OTT. Some acting is a bit off here, Pat at Shrublands is great on telly but in the movie the acting is just a bit OTT, she could dial it down by ten per cent.
Later, at a later Spectre meeting, one notices a brunette with specs on the left - who is she? What’s her backstory? Is she an agent - do the glasses pull of the same trick as Bond’s the pre-credits of TWINE? Or did she wander in looking for the powder room?
In truth much of the Spectre agents - there aren’t many here - seem a motley crew, a bunch of travelling salesmen. If No Time To Die is anything to go by. Blofeld is the Sir Keir Starmer of Bond villains - his team seem to be in finer fettle with bigger membership, when he isn’t around.
It’s the little things you notice on the big screen. Fans of 1970s sitcom Steptoe and Son should look out for the time when the fake Captain Duvall looks at the wad of cash in the envelope and decides he wants more money. The acting is pure Harry H Corbett, all frozen comedic indignation: ‘May I REMIND you father, we specifically agreed…’ Guy Doleman, who showed up in The Ipcress File the same year, channels Captain Von Trapp throughout.
At the casino it goes unnoticed that a female Dr Strangelove is sat alongside Largo, perhaps keeping tabs on whether nuclear destruction will again ensue.
Fiona Volpe seems more attractive and personable on the big screen as does Claudine Auger as Domino, who seems a bit boring on telly, but at the cinema shows she is the best looking of Bond girls with fantastic legs and her acting is perfectly fine, never a duff moment really, but like Domino in the remake, the part doesn’t do an actress any favours.
The last time Connery would look youthful as Bond, he nonetheless looks a bit rough at times, like’d been on the booze every evening. Lean in the final scenes where in unconvincingly infiltrates the Spectre frogmen - the movie becomes ludicrous at this point - at other times in Nassau one senses he’s enjoyed the local hospitality a bit too much.
But a lot of Thunderball seems to be winging it, as if Bond is chancing his arm, stopping to drop flowers over his now dead assassin, hanging back as if deliberately to let his opponents see him escape through the wood panel door, or stealing a grape, allowing - I take it Duvall the imposter - to see him make his exit from the Shrublands room. Much of this plot doesn’t resonate - it didn’t quite figure with me that the guy in bandages is the phoney agent undergoing plastic surgery, in other words the guy who kills Domino’s brother and takes his place, the cautious movements of the bandaged guy seems nothing like him, was it the same actor under the bandages?
Bond’s ‘seduction’ of Pat drew laughs in the cinema at the inappropriateness of it all.
When Lippe is about to shoot Bond with a silencer for stumbling up on the bandaged corpse, who is the other assassin with the gun through the window, who Bond disables with a telephone? We’ve never seen him before. And why doesn’t Lippe just shoot him then?
Moneypenny is great in this. But why does she raise her eyebrows suggestively when she mentions yoghurt and grapefruit juice to Bond? They’re on the phone, it’s not like he can see her. Later, in the office, there’s the case of Bond having a hat when he came in, then it isn’t as leaves - but the dialogue actually draws attention to it. Are we to infer that MI6 has a sneak thief about the premises? Or Pinewood? ‘Where’s that bloody hat, we need it now!’ ‘I don’t know, it was there half an hour ago!’ The line where Moneypenny asks Bond how he’ll recognise Domino is a feed, I mean, he’s been looking at her photo ffs… even if his response is funny.
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If I’m harsh on Spectre’s meet-ups, MI6 don’t do much better. The reel-to-reel tape they use is so clunky it could be from the 1940s, even my Dad’s reel-to-reel on which he taped the Beatles’ 'Maxwell Silver Hammer' and Macini’s 'Baby Elephantwalk', looked more modern than that. This does seem to be a thing with early Bonds, some of it looks way more vintage. I mean, the lecture by Colonel Smithers in Goldfinger could be him in late 30s warning of the intentions of Her Hitler. It may be deliberate, to generate a classic look and of course it makes the snazzy Aston Martin DB5 seem even more modish.
At the meeting you notice more on the big screen an unhappy looking bloke with bad hair, a bit like Eric Blore in Top Hat, who seems to have not a line of dialogue but whose job is to just look unhappy and distraught at Blofeld’s plans. He reminds me of Kenneth Griffiths as the unhappy older relative sitting through Hugh Grant’s speech in Four Weddings. I guess all these scenes cold have been filmed in one day.
Now, all this is supremely entertaining stuff, but not always for the reasons one envisaged. It still has that happy 1960s vibe, all the thing that’s missing is the Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa advert at the beginning, or the Anytime Anyplace Anywhere Martini ad.
Would the Vulcan really have the range to fly out to the Bahamas? I’d have to look at that map again. The size of a house and shown for all of 10 seconds.
Visually, it picks up in the Bahamas but narratively, it’s okay, not hugely interesting. Again, the Spectre agents seem a bit rubbish aside from Fiona. A bit Bernard Cribbins. You notice there’s a sadistic streak to Thunderball - Vargos we see is smiling as he drops grenades into the sea to kill Bond, so that’s his vice. If Paula hadn’t taken her suicide pill she’d have been saved by Bond - sad. Pity she didn’t do as cowardly Bond did in DAD - ‘I threw them away long ago…’ We see more sadism of a kind when Bond takes the spines out of Domino’s foot - we see a lot of Auger’s naked feet in this, it must be Tarantion’s fave Bond - and when Largo threatens to go to work with the ice and cigars, again some trussed up squirming on the bed here, but I found it a bit off for a Bond film, it sort of lowers the tone.
Thunderball gets worse as it goes on. Among Binder’s swirling swimming ladies, Kevin McClory gets sole producer credit so he can take the blame. He had years to think this up - wasn’t he set to go into production within weeks, with Laurence Harvey cast as Bond, or was that a charlatan’s ruse? But the film increasingly becomes a long-winded dog’s dinnner, much like Never Say Never Again, where he had a decade to think up something good but instead had the writers cook it up as filming unfolded.
That Nobel prize professor does his Peter Lorre impression, at the end when his is begging Domino he might be in Casablanca begging Sam to spare him from the Nazis. ‘Help me Sam, hide me please, I beg of you…’ The way that character is handled, with Bond shoving him an inflatable ring and booting him off the boat (‘Can you swim? It’s not your day, is it?’) having serving his plot function of freeing Domino sums it up. That daft winching of Bond and Domino is Derek Flint really, Domino would be left with her arms wrapped around Bond’s torso, his arms wrenched off him and high in the air. ‘First time I feel really safe all day!’
The end credits didn’t say ‘James Bond Will Return in You Only Live Twice’ or any film for that matter, did they cut it short?
I asked at the til about the whole thing not being 4K (in fairness, I thought it was 5K, I thought we’d be getting a preview of the new BluRays but what we see is only what they show on ITV4 on the telly anyway) and he was amiable and wholly uninterested - nobody else was commenting on it so maybe it’s just me.
However, back home BBC4 HD was again showing The Third Man - now that print really was exception, unlike this one. This one had great sound but I prefer Barry’s music to be analogue. Or am I the one being anal? Ideally, I’d like a print with 5K polish and precision transferred to film alongside an analogue soundtrack. But I am overthinking this of course.
It was nice to hide away and watch Thunderball in a darkened theatre as tanks rolled into Ukraine - I guess when Hitler invaded Poland I’d have been in my study listening to Al Bowlly on the gramophone, or watching a Buster Keaton silent film at the Pictures.
Prince Charles cinema’s reshowing of Octopussy will prove timely.
Tomorrow, however, they’re showing You Only Live Twice.
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As you may recall, I have previous with the Prince Charles.
I enjoyed your review, @Napoleon Plural . You tell it well. The most noticeable aspect of your piece is that you mention several time how much better the film comes across in the cinema compared to the TV. I've been telling people this for years - as you probably know - and I often wonder if the film's major detractors on forum sites have ever watched it in a cinema environment. I don't know about 4D, but the movie was originally filmed in Panavision, which is the full wide screen experience. This allows an audience to immerse itself in the action. The fact the plot dithers and the ending meanders doesn't matter so much when you're staring at that enormous screen. Ah, yes and Claudine Auger, Luciana Paluzzi, Molly Peters and Martine Beswick, possibly the loveliest selection of ladies ever to grace a Bond movie, look especially ravishing.
4D? Don't you mean 4K? Oh don't you start....
I watched a 4D print once, in it Claudine Auger reaches out her hand and pleasure you by reaching through your box of popcorn.
The showings on ITV4 boast of being 4K I think, they mention it on a placard at the end of the film. The effect is somewhat lost however because ITV4 isn't a HD channel. Of course, you'd get it full whack on ITV HD whenever they bother to show a Bond film these days.
Judging by this cinema, it would hardly be worth seeing the first three Bonds there, or Live and Let Die even, as they are not particularly widescreen. I picked TB for this reason and because it's the last of those Bonds - OHMSS aside - that have one foot in reality, even if struggling to make it work puts the film under stress. The final straight of an action movie should be like sex perhaps, first part is plot, introduction, drink and dinner, explain yourselves, compare notes, then the final bit be hell for leather get to the good bit - I've turned middle-aged recently, nobody young talks like this - but you see what I mean. But the last part of Thunderball is interminable underwater action with awful join-the-dots plot exposition holding things up, like McClory had the locations in his head but didn't know how to join them up into a narrative.
But as you say, this matters less when in the cinema immersed in that Thunderball world...
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The showings on ITV4 boast of being 4K I think, they mention it on a placard at the end of the film. The effect is somewhat lost however because ITV4 isn't a HD channel
At the risk of incurring your displeasure again, @Napoleon Plural ☺️ ITV4 has both SD & HD variants
awesome epic review @Napoleon Plural , lotsa discussion points buried in there
Hope you get to see all of them on the big screen if they're showing them even if the legroom is more like a commercial airliner. How many others were in the audience?
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Thunderball would be perfect for one of those watchalongs because as entertaining as it is, there are so many little quirky things that make you go 'Huh?'
its been done! @Higgins did the whole series two years ago! see here for the worldwide team of scholars' wisecracks while watching Thunderball
what do theatres use for digital projections? is it the same blu-rays we can buy for ourselves or do they have an even more hi-def format only available to theatres? if you walk right up to the screen in a theatre when they project from a digital source, can you see the pixels?
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Moneypenny is great in this. But why does she raise her eyebrows suggestively when she mentions yoghurt and grapefruit juice to Bond? They’re on the phone, it’s not like he can see her.
I notice when I watch Lois Maxwell in other contemporary appearances, like Danger Man, the Saint, or OK Connery, her persona is a seen-it-all worldly cynicism. Its only as Moneypenny she is this virginal spinster living fantasies vicariously through Bond. Maybe this suggestive eyebrow arch is a little of her real self slipping through?
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The reel-to-reel tape they use is so clunky it could be from the 1940s... This does seem to be a thing with early Bonds, some of it looks way more vintage. I mean, the lecture by Colonel Smithers in Goldfinger could be him in late 30s warning of the intentions of Her Hitler. It may be deliberate, to generate a classic look and of course it makes the snazzy Aston Martin DB5 seem even more modish.
Maybe worthy of debate: we think of these early films as being set five minutes into the future, all the Ken Adam sci-fi type set design and the obsession with technology and the latest brands. Thunderball is the most techno-fetishistic of the early films, but its also directed by Terence Young who made the first two. From Russia with Love is all old world vibes, and Dr No is an image of Colonial Jamaica that was probably out of date when it was being filmed. Much of the analysis of both Fleming's books and the films argues the appeal is nostalgia for a time when Britain really did rule the world, and maybe we tend to forget that aspect of the fantasy 60 years later.
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when Largo threatens to go to work with the ice and cigars, again some trussed up squirming on the bed here, but I found it a bit off for a Bond film, it sort of lowers the tone.
That bits straight from Fleming and Fleming's full of torture scenes. But pre-Die Another Day, the films did tend to bowdlerise that aspect of the source material
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Thunderball gets worse as it goes on. Among Binder’s swirling swimming ladies, Kevin McClory gets sole producer credit so he can take the blame. He had years to think this up - wasn’t he set to go into production within weeks, with Laurence Harvey cast as Bond, or was that a charlatan’s ruse? But the film increasingly becomes a long-winded dog’s dinner, much like Never Say Never Again, where he had a decade to think up something good but instead had the writers cook it up as filming unfolded.
We probably have to revisit what we know of the original Battle of the Bonds, and I've forgotten much of it. @Revelator 's been round lately and knows this material well, maybe he can help?
What I recall is that McClory got the sole producer credit because it was he who owned the rights and let EON co-produce it with him. I don't get the idea he was an actual experienced filmmaker except for something called the Boy on the Bridge years before, and the regular EON team did most of the work, with the loudmouthed amateur trying to interfere. I'm not sure they actually let him change anything but his involvement made things more difficult than the first three films.
There was an interview with Maibaum posted recently where we learned Maibaum wrote a Thunderball script for EON before Dr No, before they learned they did not have the rights to Thunderball. And that the script for the final film was built up from Maibaum's early draft, not the earlier collaborations between Fleming McClory et al. But that's the script, not the production.
Other thing I remember from Fleming bios, is they were brought together by a mutual interest in scuba diving, and all the scuba diving content is as much McClory's underwater fantasia as it was Fleming's. So was it perhaps McClory that kept adding more underwater photography with little idea how to make it add up to a story?
One more complication is that the director Terence Young left before the film was finished, and the editor Peter Hunt asked for extra time trying to cobble what was filmed into a coherent narrative.
Have I got any of that right? I know a lot has been written about the behind-the-scenes of this film.
Hi @Sir Miles is ITV24 HD only available on Smart TVs? I never come across It scrolling on my old 32in Panasonic...
Re Moneypenny's suggestive eyebrows, I was being mega pedantic - just saying, she's making an expression at Bond - but he can't see her so it's wasted, they're on the phone if you see what I mean.
I have Battle of the Bonds but it's thin on the mooted McClory project about to go into production in 64/65 if it was ever a goer or just a bluff to draw in EON.
Thanks for your comments @caractacus potts !
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Thoroughly enjoyed your review, np, makes me want to watch it again. caractacus, you’re mostly right but I don't have time right now to get into the huge TB story.
Edit: But briefly you're correct, Maibaum wrote a TB script before DN was decided on as the first film. And McClory was not an experienced filmmaker, with "The Boy And The Bridge" The Boy and the Bridge (1959) - IMDb being his major claim to fame. Part of his deal with Eon was that he would receive sole producer credit (notably placed on the ass of one of the swimmers; see how there is a momentary pause while his producing credit appears Thunderball Opening Title Sequence - YouTube) while Broccoli & Saltzman would present the film and act as Executive Producers- in reality, all three would produce it together, dividing duties and, obviously, profits of which there were more than enough to go round.
The book "The Battle For Bond" is the major source to go to for all the details.
@Napoleon Plural the end credits were cut short since they said that James Bond would return On Her Majesty's Secret Service but that was changed to You Only Live Twice.
And Blofeld being the Sir Keir Starmer of Bond villains 😂😂😂- but does that make Angela Rayner Fiona Volpe then?
Ah, I see, being a red head and all that. What about Mad Nads? Doesn't bear thinking about.
But we all know a bent copper and who she'd be...
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Hey @caractacus potts about 40 people in the cinema. But aside from reacting to the un PC moments, very silent as we all knew all the jokes and some of us had face masks on - but not all. Cinema prob could hold 200 so not packed out. One both missed that full on cinema experience while at the same time not wanting to cos of Covid. Had it been packed out I wouldn't have bought a ticket.
Hey @Barbel stick Taffix up yer nose!
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Hi @Sir Miles is ITV24 HD only available on Smart TVs? I never come across It scrolling on my old 32in Panasonic...
I believe it is…
The sometimes slightly sunburned look of Connery in the Bahamas scenes may be the reason they gave Connery a fake perma tan in the remake, to avoid continuity problems too. Of course, it looks rubbish, esp when he's at Shrublands.
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Still the classic I remember it to be.
8. TMwtGG 9. AVtaK 10. TSWLM 11. SF 12. LtK 13. TND 14. YOLT
15. NTtD 16. MR 17. LaLD 18. GF 19. SP 20. DN 21. TB
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On Her Majesty’s Secret Service at London’s Prince Charles cinema.
A now out-of-bounds venue for @ChrisNo1 due to a dispute over his ticket purchase last year, I can confirm that they are a miserable bunch. We all know that OHMSS is not great for chuckles, largely due to star Lazenby’s way with a one-liner, so I thought it would be only fun to liven up the final scene of the movie where the camera pans across the bullet hole in the windscreen by singing ‘Autoglass replace! Autoglass replacement!’ Across the auditorium.
Well! Seems there a lot of Bond fans present who took exception, and many began assailing me for my witty catcall. ‘You’ve just ruined a two-and-a-half hour movie!’ One shouted - I pointed out it was Cubby and Harry who’d done that, by picking Lazenby to star in it.
The police were called. Now - say what you like about the Met, teenage girls being made to strip search for cannabis, selfies of dead people, psychopathic murderers, strong-arm arrests during a vigil, but I’ll not hear a word against them, for they know their Bond films. ‘Lazenby’s film is pretty awful, the accused was quite within his rights to make the comment he did’ offered the sergeant.
Now, despite all that, I must say that watching OHMSS is even more enjoyable than Thunderball, though both are the type of film that work better on the big screen with your undivided attention, they don’t quite work for dipping into on the telly. Yet OHMSS is a strange film to me - when I expect to dislike it, I instead enjoy it, is will be ready to enjoy it the next time it’s on, only to find I dislike it again. I had quite mixed feelings about seeing this time, and it paid off.
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The big surprise is that on the big screen, Lazenby seems a bona fide movie star, not a mere pretender or stand-in. After slagging off Connery for going to seed even in bits of Thunderball, it’s a positive pleasure to see a young, trim and virile leading man who looks happy to be playing the role, largely engaged in the part, not having to have a bit of a baggy area around the midriff of his suit to cover up middle-aged spread. And that’s already having factored in Connery’s toupee, which we’re okay about, but doesn’t always look convincing.
The one-upmanship chemistry between him and Rigg at the casino hotel - seemingly non-existent on the telly, is far more agreeable and I found myself shifting in my seat with happy expectation.
Not only that, it seems that we get to see a full-on, bona fide blockbuster Bond movie. It’s a pleasure to see a Bond film that seems based loosely on real-life commando operations at times, rather than video games as in recent years, decades even.
Lazenby’s poor way with a one-liner matter less at the cinema - we’ve all seen the film so unlikely to be laughing at any of the gags. In fact, at Thunderball the main laughs came from the inappropriate and unPC seductions of various women, in particular of course Pam at Shrublands. Of course, on its initial release the lack of good jokes and also I have to say all-round lack of happy mirth would have counted against it, with an audience expecting a good time. This is also a reason why the film doesn’t work so well on the telly, with a family gathered round, it becomes more painful when the jokes fall flat, the atmosphere just a big more judgemental.
Things that grated on the small screen just a bit - the segue from day time to night time overlooking the hotel pool (‘Oh, we’ve been to film school have we Mr Hunt?’) on the big screen evoke pure pleasure and appreciation, the change in atmosphere beautifully conveyed on the soundtrack - not the music but the change from poolside frolics to discrete chinking of glasses at the roulette table.
It doesn’t quite match the dialogue however, where the concierge is talking about Bond’s ‘special requirements’, presumably his way with the women. The script probably called for the sort of thing we see at the Miami Beach Hotel in Goldfinger, or Nassau in Thunderball - obvious shots of bikini babes sashaying across from right to left, big ass on view, a staple of the Kennedy era, the time of Playboy magazine, but we don’t get that here as it might interrupt the flow of the day to night segue. I must say, we never see Oswald and his wife Martha trying to change behind a windbreaker in these shots, their kid whining about his dropped ice cream.
It’s possible that Hunt missed an obvious trick here. But what worked in 64/65 might well not have done in 69 (you were expecting me) where feminism was on the rise and more than that, it all might have looked a bit dated by then. That not withstanding, it lends a high minded feel to the film, as we are made to concentrate on the main love interest Tracy and not what else he might be getting around the pool.
I hesitate to ask whether it may be because Peter Hunt was gay and so less interested in this aspect of things - partly because I’m not sure that holds true - but the same goes for Blofeld’s belles in Piz Gloria, none of them to my eye seem exactly that attractive but again, it allows for us to see Rigg’s Tracy as the main love interest.
The only hot woman in this film seems to be, well, either Draco’s graceful bridge partner, or the one to incautiously advises Tracey about her father’s intentions, and I think neither are seen at Bond’s wedding when there’s no reason why not, unless to avoid being a distraction.
But nothing dates a film like sex, so downplaying this is yet another reason why this film seems so startlingly contemporary.
There’s an anecdote someone on set told about Peter Hunt, where someone in the studio was griping about how they couldn’t get on in the industry, saying to do so you had to be either gay, or a freemason or something else, maybe from public school, and they were laughing ‘because, of course, Peter was all three!
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The whole film is shaping up to be a wonderful experience in the dark of Prince Charles cinema, not least because in spite of what I said on my Thunderball review, they do indeed include a kind of homage to the famous Pearl & Dean adverts of the 60s and 70s.
That said, lest ChrisNo1 is gnashing his teeth, this venue is not what it was. After refurbishment, the screen is surely smaller than before, the idea to generate two screens and more seats in the downstairs one to pack em in. I personally would only sit in the first few rows to get the cinema experience and even then it might not be so different to sitting up close to a 50in flatscreen. The key thing is, one is looking up at the screen, so it does resemble the old-school movie experience from our youth.
Candidly I do not get the whole 4K thing. It’s not bad, but the first shot - aside from noticing how cluttered M’s mantlepiece in his office is - doesn’t seem so polished or up to date. I seem to recall a print of Goldfinger doing the rounds nearly a decade ago, now what was cleaned up and looked uncanny - almost too much, almost ersatz, though the sound wasn’t loud or thunderous enough. I recall a print of OHMSS some years ago at the BFI Imax and it seemed better than this. Was it the same or a different one?
And it being digital, well, the sound is decent enough but not quite the crash bang wallop of Barry in his prime as it’s not analogue. I listened to my You Only Live Twice LP two nights before and that really did resonate, this however wasn’t quite there, so it’s not the exemplary experience it might be. Which makes one think - if Bond is the big British movie hero, if it’s his 60th anniversary, if London’s Prince Charles is one of the most notable cinemas in the UK, shouldn’t it be possible to get hold of a pristine original print of this film? In the same way I can pick up on eBay a copy of a Beatles LP from the time, in mono, with a yellow Parlophone label, so I can hear what everybody else heard? I know film stock deteriorates unlike vinyl records, but still… one of the trailers at the Prince Charles was for Space Odyssey where it boasted of a 70mm print, ‘unrestored’ so why can’t they do something like this for the Bond films?
I would also say my day was enhanced by making it up to London Victoria by train on one of the first balmy, sunny days of the year and checking out the area, Elizabeth Street then Sloane Square, then up Piccadilly to Leicester Square so the film was almost an afterthought, a highly pleasant one, with not the entire day riding on it.
In spite of all my bonhomie, it was cut dead by two of the film’s most boring scenes, in fact in the history of the Bond films, in fact of all films. One is the meeting between Bond and Draco and his exposition-heavy account of Tracy’s background. The film critic John Brosnan felt compelled to criticise Lazenby’s acting here, for looking bored, but really it’s badly directed. Hunt does much of it in long shot so it can’t be easily cut or edited, even so I would have cut out some stuff in particular the bit about Tracy marrying someone out of spite. It’s basically irrelevant and not mentioned again, even when Bond proposes to her. The scene drags on, in fact any willing suitor asking him his daughter’s hand in marriage would have second thoughts - ‘If she’s as boring as you, daddy-oh, I’m out of here…’
It’s also badly scripted. This might be an opportunity for Draco to explain why his stooges beat up Bond without so much of a by-your-leave - ‘In view of her previous male attention, you can see why I’m so protective of her…’ Maybe he does say that, and it was lost on me. Or, ‘How was I to know you were with Her Majesty’s Secret Service? They’ve earned their salary this week…’ Or later, at the bullfighting match, they could tie it together when Draco’s men - realising that Bond is now in favour with their boss - appear more conciliatory or pleasant. As it is, even in the grand finale, when former enemies sit side by side in the helicopter, very little is made of this reversion of old emnities.
Some of us like the idea of Connery being Bond in this film, but it was bad enough to see him joshing with Kerim Bey about crumpet, to do so with Draco leering ‘Yes, sleep on it’ would be too much and I’m not sure Connery would have known to look bashful as Lazenby does.
The other boring scene is so bad I seem to have forgotten it.
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There are little things you pick up on the big screen, namely the naff framed prints on the walls of Moneypenny’s office.
Later it appears during the bull fight scene Rigg had the day off so being filmed at Pinewood they got in Carry On star Kenneth Williams to play her role, it’s very convincing but you can see it’s him, the waspish, snake-like facial manner.
The actress who plays Irma Bunt is facially quite handsome, she could be Fiona Volpe’s mother, maybe she was if Spectre is all in the family. I don’t see why Bond couldn’t have got into bed with her, they both could have had a good time.
If Bond’s spectacles are a ‘prop’ why does he not deploy them when he actually has to meet Blofeld? Bit of a waste really. But you do notice that en route he is flattening down his kilt so nobody might see Ruby’s handiwork with the lipstick, a nice detail.
To be continued....
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