The Aston Martin DB5 (with modifications), and some Scottish guy
In addition to having been largely raised by television, I was also raised by movies. In order to get rid of me give me something to do on hot Summer afternoons, my Dad would grab up a neighbor kid or two, stuff some money in my pocket, and drop us off at a theater for the afternoon. Sometimes the other neighborhood fathers would reciprocate.
After all, two feature films, sandwiched around a cartoon and coming attractions would give him almost five hours of peace-and-quiet. And not cost more than 75 cents per kid for admission + sodas, candy and popcorn. The only requirement was to make certain I had a dime for the pay phone to call when all was over. He usually gave me a five-dollar bill to cover it all.
One August evening, one of the other dads called. It seemed he was taking his boys (including Carl, my best-childhood-friend) to a local drive-in movie to reciprocate. And he was inviting me!
I was in the middle of watching The Joey Bishop Show, but, I could go for a movie, sure.
And off we went. It was a double bill, of course.
Two movies I’d never heard of: Ferry Cross the Mersey and Goldfinger.
And off we went, Carl’s dad, his older brother Vince, Carl and I.
I was hooked! Not Ferry Cross the Mersey. I wasn’t particularly into popular music (preferring Bach and Stan Getz) but Goldfinger! O…M…G!
What a movie to show a pubescent teenaged boy – girls, guns, a hero with superhero qualities, did I say girls? And a cool car!
Being a completionist, I had to know more, and the next day walked the two miles to Hills Books and Records @ Tempe Center. I bought the book From Russia With Love, but soon figured out that I needed all the Ian Fleming books, read in order. I was just starting Seventh Grade. (and the girls liked to borrow the books to read the naughty parts! – didn’t get me anywhere, though)
Soon, I had the whole set, and read and re-read them. I still have them (@ .55/.60 a piece!)
And a life long love of a cool guy with cool guns who got the girls was formed.
It didn’t do much for my development and attitudes about women; I had my Dad to mess that up, though.
Sean Connery taking a break during the filming of “Dr. No”.
At least I didn’t end up like this!
It’s entirely not right that Sean Connery looks incredibly sexy even whilst in a drunken stupor!
I’ll be in my bunk…..
Posted by Tomi | June 8, 2012, 7:07 amYeah, I expected that remark from the women! (You would probably have been one of those 7th Grade girls…)
Posted by guffaw1952 | June 8, 2012, 7:10 amSean Connery will be sexy when he’s 110.
Posted by ProudHillbilly | June 8, 2012, 10:35 amLOL, if I remember correctly, that car sold for something like $5 MILLION!!!
Posted by Old NFO | June 8, 2012, 5:16 pmJust found you at WordPress. Talk about behind the times. Sorry.
My favorite lines:
SHE: “I’m Pussy Galore.”
HE: “I must be dreaming.”
Posted by Fill Yer Hands | July 13, 2012, 9:59 amGood to see you, again!
One of MY fav lines, as well.
Hope you find some other posts you like. Sadly, no others about Bond or Honor Blackman.
Posted by guffaw1952 | July 13, 2012, 10:04 am