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...Cubby, making Bond a family business meant a personal touch--cooking spaghetti for cast and crew or flying an actor's hair stylist in on the Concorde. "He was a Big Daddy figure," says Lois Chiles (Holly Goodhead in Moonraker). But the Mr. Nice Guy routine stopped at the office door. "You felt that he was on your side," says Lois Maxwell, who played Miss Moneypenny in the first 14 films. "Except when it came to the money. Then he'd fight with your agent for every last penny...
Also, most Bond girls pursue challenging careers in traditionally male-dominated fields. Pussy Galore was a pilot; Holly Goodhead, an astrophysicist; Xenia Onatopp, a world-class terrorist...
...Bond films made celebrities of his enemies (Oddjob, Rosa Klebb, Ernst Stavro Blofeld, Jaws), so they incited schoolboy giggles with the names of his women. Pussy Galore and Octopussy! Kissy Suzuki and Plenty O'Toole! Mary Goodnight and Holly Goodhead! They were as indispensable and interchangeable as 007's other accessories, the Walther PPK and the Aston Martin. Pussy Galore might be a judo expert who could toss Bond like a crepe, but he would merely toss back a wolfish double entendre: "We must have a few fast falls together some time." In its Connery years, Bond comprised equal parts...
BOND HOOKS UP with CIA agent Holly Goodhead (Lois Chiles) to prevent Drax from dominating the world. Although Chiles lacks the believability of a Barbara Bach, she proves herself fatihful to the 007 credo by quickly falling for the British Spy after he rescues them both from the iron-trap mouth of Jaws. ("Do you know him?" she asks naively when she first sights the killer. "His name is Jaws," 007 cooly answers, "He kills people.") The rest of the women in Moonraker are appropriate escapees from the pages of Playboy, and they have almost as much...
...Jungle of the Cities should be more than a well-acted mood piece with occasional flares of brilliance. It is regrettable that the Agassiz company saw fit to drop their imaginative critical judgment and stand with unquestioning awe in the temple of Brecht. The Goodhead himself probably thumbs his nose in the Holy of Holies...