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                        Mt. Holz Science Fiction Society
                    Club Notice - 03/16/01 -- Vol. 19, No. 37

       Chair/Librarian: Mark Leeper, 732-817-5619, mleeper@avaya.com
       Factotum: Evelyn Leeper, 732-332-6218, eleeper@lucent.com
       Distinguished Heinlein Apologist: Rob Mitchell, robmitchell@avaya.com
       HO Chair Emeritus: John Jetzt, jetzt@avaya.com
       HO Librarian Emeritus: Nick Sauer, njs@lucent.com
       Back issues at http://www.geocities.com/evelynleeper
       All material copyright by author unless otherwise noted.

       The Science Fiction Association of Bergen County meets on the
       second Saturday of every month in Upper Saddle River; call
       201-447-3652 for details.  The Denver Area Science Fiction
       Association meets 7:30 PM on the third Saturday of every month at
       Southwest State Bank, 1380 S. Federal Blvd.

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       1. We are continuing the discussion of  the  lyrics  to  the  title
       songs from the James Bond films.

       The song for THUNDERBALL may have been the best  Bond  ditty  ever.
       Just  about  every line describes Largo, the villain.  The only bad
       line  is  the  one  working  in  the  title.   "He   strikes   like
       Thunderball."   Who or what is Thunderball and how does Thunderball
       strike?

       After this high point we fall to YOU ONLY LIVE  TWICE.   The  lyric
       goes:

                 You only live twice or so it seems,
                 One life for yourself and one for your dreams.
                 You drift through the years and life seems tame,
                 Till one dream appears and love is its name.

                 And love is a stranger who'll beckon you on,
                 Don't think of the danger or the stranger is gone.

                 This dream is for you, so pay the price.
                 Make one dream come true, you only live twice.

       I don't think  that  is  about  anything  in  the  film.   I  would
       interpret the song for you but frankly, I cannot figure out what it
       is talking  about.   There  seems  to  be  sort  of  an  Australian
       Aborigine  philosophy  there  that  you  live half your life in the
       Dreamtime.  Then suddenly an invader from the Dreamtime shows up in
       the  wrong world and that is love.  There is some concept that love
       is both dangerous and expensive, but it is worth it because it  has
       your  name  on  it.   Besides  you  have to take one dream from the
       Dreamtime and make it real in our world because there is  just  the
       real world and the Dreamtime.  I don't know what I'm talking about.

       ON HER MAJESTY'S SECRET SERVICE had no main title song, but it  did
       have  a  rather  nice love song "We Have All The Time In The World"
       that almost entirely makes sense in the context of  the  film.   Of
       course this lyric pictures a life that will get boring:

                 We have all the time in the world,
                 Just for love,
                 Nothing more, nothing less,
                 Only love.

       It sounds like they will get bored with each other soon.

       Now DIAMONDS ARE FOREVER has a  song  that  restores  some  of  the
       earlier nuttiness.

                 Diamonds are forever,
                 They are all I need to please me,
                 They can stimulate and tease me,
                 They won't leave in the night,
                 I've no fear that they might desert me.

                 Diamonds are forever,
                 Hold one up and then caress it,
                 Touch it, stroke it and undress it,
                 I can see ev'ry part,
                 Nothing hides in the heart to hurt me.

                 I don't need love,
                 For what good will love do me?
                 Diamonds never lie to me,
                 For when love's gone,
                 They'll lustre on.

                 Diamonds are forever,
                 Sparkling round my little finger.
                 Unlike men, the diamonds linger;
                 Men are mere mortals who
                 Are not worth going to your grave for.

                 I don't need love,
                 For what good will love do me?
                 Diamonds never lie to me,
                 For when love's gone,
                 They'll lustre on.

                 Diamonds are forever, forever, forever.
                 Diamonds are forever, forever, forever.
                 Forever and ever.

       Now the claim has been made that there is a male  chauvinist  taint
       to the Bond films.  Here clearly is a feminist song if I ever heard
       one.  Never mind the fact  that  the  singer  seems  to  have  deep
       psychological  problems  and  in  addition  is  doing  things  with
       diamonds that not only seem rather kinky, they are bound to  reduce
       the value of the stones on the open market.  Also her attitude will
       probably ruin her  social  life  as  well  as  the  luster  on  the
       diamonds.  These are images best not dwelled on.

       That was the last time that Sean Connery would play James Bond  for
       Eon  Productions.   He  did  repeat  the  role  in  the  remake  of
       THUNDERBALL for another set of filmmakers, but that does not really
       count.   I  am getting into the swing so I will talk about the next
       few next week and leave it go with that.  [-mrl]

                                          Mark Leeper
                                          HO 1K-644 732-817-5619
                                          mleeper@avaya.com

           The secret of success is knowing whom to blame for 	   your failure.
                                          -- E. L. Kersten


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