Casino Royale (1967) (part 8 of 13)

Mata has apparently been convinced that she has all the “equipment” she needs (Daaa-aaaad!), because it’s back to London. Mata and Hadley exit MI5, where apparently she’s just been briefed on her assignment. She’s taking a Columbo tack, wearing a trench coat for her detecting duties. But I bet not even Peter Falk ever thought to wear a pink head scarf!

She peers over her huge Jackie O sunglasses, glancing at the street around her. And yeah, that’s not obvious at all. Hadley asks her if she has any questions, and Mata has only one: “How do I get to Berlin?” She’s going to make for quite the spy, no?

“Oh-ho! Dear silly me,” laughs Hadley, who then proceeds to flag down a taxi.

Taxi Driver: Where to?
Hadley: Berlin.
Driver: East or West?
Mata: West, of course!
Driver: Oh, that’s alright, then.

Ignoring the very, very subtle joke there (so subtle, I’m not even sure if it was meant as a joke), what I’d really like to know is what happened to Fiona/Mimi’s statement (already heard twice) that International Mother’s Help is in East Berlin? I suppose we can safely ignore it, much like anything else in this movie that happened more than ten minutes prior to the scene you’re watching. Mata gets in the taxi, with Hadley wishing her luck.

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Amanda Wells

If I was a bad movie, I'd find it much easier to write about myself than I do at present. My main interests outside of really bad movies is playing music. I've played guitar for 15 years, performed before far more people than I'm really comfortable with and am currently having fun listening to my 5 year old son bang away on his new starter drum set. Yes, drummers are so hard to find, I had to resort to making my own. When not playing music, I also like to work in my yard and many gardens, try new recipes (never would have thought that would happen), research my genealogy (I get to be related to the beheaded king and queen of France!) and read history books primarily about natural disasters and personal tales. And when I'm not doing any of that, then I'm spending time with my great family. The first movie I remember going to the theater to see was The Black Stallion which we were late to the beginning of and as we were waiting for it to begin again and rewatch it (is that even legal?) we got dragged away by my dad and sister who insisted we come watch Airplane! with them in the other theater. Oh, and I cried so hard at the end of Oh, Heavenly Dog! that my sister had to call my mom to come pick me up. As a kid, I never had a Big Wheel. I still want one.

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