We're deep into the fifth decade of james bond movies, and up to 23 installments: the longest, most successful franchise in film history. Mazel tov! At this point, does it really matter that the high of "Goldfinger" was followed by the waterlogged disappointment of "Thunderball," or that the overproduced "Moonraker" failed to live up to the splendid delirium of "The Spy Who Loved Me"? For most of our lives, a Bond movie was as inevitable, and as anticipated, as Christmas morning. As you got older, you may have outgrown your excitement (like ceasing to believe in Santa Claus),but even when the individual movies disappointed, there was the pleasure of watching a new generation discovering the delights of the dapper superspy.
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