Greetings, Cinematic Fanatics! Allow us the pleasure of ushering you through the dense, diverse, and deadly Caribbean cities and their peripheral deep sea extremities on the outskirts of this Bahamian utopia, from the palatial war rooms Bond walks through when joining a royal committee, J.B. meets disposable female pleasures aplenty, and they are undeniably pretty; though some of his work proves violent and gritty, this masculine mammal who kills for Queen, King, God and country, you never pity. It remains unclear if it's the Golden Grotto Shark or this handsome Scottish double O, both tall and dark, who is more savage, for both attack their prey and, devoid of mercy or decorum, they ravage, but it is through these bold and bombastic scenes, and this film's thunderous underwater score, a crystal-clear ocean water serene that persuades us to crave, want and seek more as we've explored the Bond collection and discovered this slick with saltwater, seaweed and squids sunken deep sea treasure of Slick Flick Pick, an entertaining, slick/flick-explaining series, a desirable diversion from the main vein of Chemohawk Sessions. You are our Cinematic Fanatics; we, your worthwhile cinephiles. For your 28th episode, Golden Grotto shark shot blood Red Devil and I review one of our most treasured, prized and jeweled Caribbean cove treasure trove flick findings from the original Sean Conn Bond collection of Ian Fleming's fantastic, cinematic classics.
We offer you, regarding this classically sexy, diver's knife edge straightforward, and unnecessarily, uncomplicated spy flick, in an underwater sheen that's glossy, sleek and slick, a worthy follow up to the prior Bond film, Goldfinger, where expertly constructed deep sea set pieces, exotic location shots and a medley of characters mangled, shot, speared, fed to the GG sharks, drowned, suffocated, poisoned and exploded in Thunderball, circa December 1965. This film's villain is one of cinema's greatest hosts: he offers his home, booze, grub, gun and girl to the mammalian card shark who beat him at cards, surveilled his boat and home, killed his minions and danced with his dame after humiliating him at the poker table, he may be the archetypal foe with an eye patch, but the sinister, suave dude with the Disco Volante you befriend, perhaps exploit--but not dispatch.
Thunderball is the flick, so very slick, hence our fstars pick!
Enter, with us, you cinematic fanatics, into the realm of film's fantasy as we unwind the grind of reality…We offer you: Pick 28: Slick Flick Pick: Launch Key Largo--Jet Packs, Diving Masks and Shark Attacks (Thunderball, 1965) **Premiere of the UnBONDed Series** Today, we'll discuss-- the imitation worthy qualities of a GQ killer who beats the shi* out of men dressed like women at faux funerals, blackmails hard working nurses via scoring tail by threatening to tattletale, who feigns heartfelt sorrow at the death of the dark-eyed brother doppelganger who's twin is the brother of his present quarries' mistress to manipulate, she, who always dresses like a domino for she is Bond's new DomiHO. He has a license to thrill, blood spill and Dom Perignon champagne chill; with a Sean Conn Bond, you'll get your license to kill fill.
- Your worthwhile cinephile: Falsetto Prophet and Deep Sea Shark Shot Blood RED DEVIL
P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.
F.C.F.U. (Fact-Check Follow Up) Value of $100,000 from 1965 to 2023 $100,000 in 1965 is equivalent in purchasing power to about $955,047.62 today.
F.C.F.U. (Fact-Check Follow Up) Hottest Bond Babe Ever: Bérénice Lim Marlohe is a French actress; she played the femme-fatale Sévérine in Skyfall.)
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By Falsetto ProphetGreetings, Cinematic Fanatics! Allow us the pleasure of ushering you through the dense, diverse, and deadly Caribbean cities and their peripheral deep sea extremities on the outskirts of this Bahamian utopia, from the palatial war rooms Bond walks through when joining a royal committee, J.B. meets disposable female pleasures aplenty, and they are undeniably pretty; though some of his work proves violent and gritty, this masculine mammal who kills for Queen, King, God and country, you never pity. It remains unclear if it's the Golden Grotto Shark or this handsome Scottish double O, both tall and dark, who is more savage, for both attack their prey and, devoid of mercy or decorum, they ravage, but it is through these bold and bombastic scenes, and this film's thunderous underwater score, a crystal-clear ocean water serene that persuades us to crave, want and seek more as we've explored the Bond collection and discovered this slick with saltwater, seaweed and squids sunken deep sea treasure of Slick Flick Pick, an entertaining, slick/flick-explaining series, a desirable diversion from the main vein of Chemohawk Sessions. You are our Cinematic Fanatics; we, your worthwhile cinephiles. For your 28th episode, Golden Grotto shark shot blood Red Devil and I review one of our most treasured, prized and jeweled Caribbean cove treasure trove flick findings from the original Sean Conn Bond collection of Ian Fleming's fantastic, cinematic classics.
We offer you, regarding this classically sexy, diver's knife edge straightforward, and unnecessarily, uncomplicated spy flick, in an underwater sheen that's glossy, sleek and slick, a worthy follow up to the prior Bond film, Goldfinger, where expertly constructed deep sea set pieces, exotic location shots and a medley of characters mangled, shot, speared, fed to the GG sharks, drowned, suffocated, poisoned and exploded in Thunderball, circa December 1965. This film's villain is one of cinema's greatest hosts: he offers his home, booze, grub, gun and girl to the mammalian card shark who beat him at cards, surveilled his boat and home, killed his minions and danced with his dame after humiliating him at the poker table, he may be the archetypal foe with an eye patch, but the sinister, suave dude with the Disco Volante you befriend, perhaps exploit--but not dispatch.
Thunderball is the flick, so very slick, hence our fstars pick!
Enter, with us, you cinematic fanatics, into the realm of film's fantasy as we unwind the grind of reality…We offer you: Pick 28: Slick Flick Pick: Launch Key Largo--Jet Packs, Diving Masks and Shark Attacks (Thunderball, 1965) **Premiere of the UnBONDed Series** Today, we'll discuss-- the imitation worthy qualities of a GQ killer who beats the shi* out of men dressed like women at faux funerals, blackmails hard working nurses via scoring tail by threatening to tattletale, who feigns heartfelt sorrow at the death of the dark-eyed brother doppelganger who's twin is the brother of his present quarries' mistress to manipulate, she, who always dresses like a domino for she is Bond's new DomiHO. He has a license to thrill, blood spill and Dom Perignon champagne chill; with a Sean Conn Bond, you'll get your license to kill fill.
- Your worthwhile cinephile: Falsetto Prophet and Deep Sea Shark Shot Blood RED DEVIL
P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.
F.C.F.U. (Fact-Check Follow Up) Value of $100,000 from 1965 to 2023 $100,000 in 1965 is equivalent in purchasing power to about $955,047.62 today.
F.C.F.U. (Fact-Check Follow Up) Hottest Bond Babe Ever: Bérénice Lim Marlohe is a French actress; she played the femme-fatale Sévérine in Skyfall.)