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March 28, 2007

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Michael Blowhard writes:

Dear Blowhards --

Pussy Galore -- or rather Honor Blackman, who played the immortally-named character in the 1964 Bond film "Goldfinger" -- may be 79 years old these days, but she's as up-to-date as ever, and she still carries herself with an inspiring stylishness and confidence. She's a dynamo too. Blackman recently appeared in her own one-woman show, she conferred some glamor on a reality-TV series and, at the moment, she's about to step into a London production of "Cabaret." About Sean Connery she tells Stuart Jeffries: "Everybody thinks he was playing himself, but Bond isn't exactly an Edinburgh milkman. He's a fine figure of a man, sexy beyond belief."



posted by Michael at March 28, 2007


Ah, Pussy Galore -- not my favorite Bond girl, but the sheer outrageousness of the name makes me smile every time. How the hell did Fleming get away with it?

Posted by: Steve on March 28, 2007 3:48 PM

Why are bimbos always so adamant about not being bimbos?

For one thing, what's so bad about being a bimbo? I bet a lot of women would give their eye teeth to enter the ranks of bimbohood. Work it right and it's a meal-ticket for life. Or at least an entry-ticket to better things. Example: Blackman's own career.

Posted by: ricpic on March 28, 2007 5:09 PM

In 1950s and early 60s, "pussy" meant "kitty-cat" to most people. So "Pussy Galore" changed from a rather sly double entendre to a rather blatant one, and now maybe not a double entendre at all.

In 1972, Lou Reed could use the phrase "giving head" in Top 40 single ("Walk on the Wild Side"), 'cos nobody* knew what it meant!

*No parents anyway.

Posted by: Intellectual Pariah on March 28, 2007 5:43 PM

Good point Pariah -- still, even as a double entendre, it's pretty darn outrageous. My elementary school friends and I "got it" right away in the early '70s, so it couldn't have too sly in '64 (when the movie came out).

Posted by: Steve on March 28, 2007 6:15 PM

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