Film titles that sound like Bond movies/books



  • RichardTheBruceRichardTheBruce I'm motivated by my Duty.
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    Bleeding Heart (2015), Diane Bell. Jessica Biel.
    A yoga instructor looks to protect her sex-worker sister from her deadbeat boyfriend.


    Bleeding Hearts (2015), Dylan Bank. Robert Loggia, Charles Durning.
    Captured Hearts, an insane serial killer/horror film, is a heart-jumping, heart-crushing - truly demented - roller coaster ride of mystery, violence, sex and gore.


    Casino Royale, Ian Fleming, 1953.
    Chapter 27 - The Bleeding Heart
    The patron brought him the letter in the morning.

    He burst into Bond's room holding the envelope in front of him as if it was on fire.
    'There has been a terrible accident. Madame . . .'

    Bond hurled himself out of bed and through the bathroom, but the communicating door was locked. He dashed back and through his room and down the corridor past a shrinking, terrified maid.

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    Mister Big (1943, documentary), Charles Lamont.
    At the Davis School of the Theatre, run by Jeremy Taswell, where teen-age kids study drama and the serious arts, instructors Johnny Hanley and Alice Taswell are in love.


    Mr. Big (2007), Tiffany Burns .
    After her brother, Sebastian Burns, confesses and is convicted of murder, Tiffany Burns takes a closer look at the Royal Canadian Mounted Police undercover sting known as "Mr.Big".


    Live and Let Die, Ian Fleming, 1954.
    Chapter 7 - Mister Big
    THEIR footsteps echoed down the stone passage. At the end there was a door. They went through into another long passage lit by an occasional bare bulb in the roof. Another door and they found themselves in a large warehouse. Cases and bales were stacked in neat piles. There were runways for overhead cranes. From the markings on the crates it seemed to be a liquor store. They followed an aisle across to an iron door. The man called Tee-Hee rang a bell. There was absolute silence. Bond guessed they must have walked at least a block away from the night club.

    There was a clang of bolts and the door opened. A negro in evening dress with a gun in his hand stepped aside and they went through into a carpeted hallway.

    'Yo kin go on in, Tee-Hee,' said the man in evening dress.

    Tee-Hee knocked on a door facing them, opened it and led the way through.

    In a high-backed chair, behind an expensive desk, Mr. Big sat looking quietly at them.

    'Good morning, Mister James Bond.' The voice was deep and soft. 'Sit down.'
    Bond's guard led him across the thick carpet to a low armchair in leather and tubular steel. He released Bond's arms and Bond sat down and faced The Big Man across the wide desk.

    'It was a blessed relief to be rid of the two vice-like hands. All sensation had left Bond's forearms. He let them hang beside him and welcomed the dull pain as the blood started to flow again.

    Mr. Big sat looking at him, his huge head resting against the back of the tall chair. He said nothing.

    Bond at once realized that the photographs had conveyed nothing of this man, nothing of the power and the intellect which seemed to radiate from him, nothing of the over-size features.

    It was a great football of a head, twice the normal size and very nearly round. The skin was grey-black, taut and shining like the face of a week-old corpse in the river. It was hairless, except for some grey-brown fluff above the ears. There were no eyebrows and no eyelashes and the eyes were extraordinarily far apart so that one could not focus on them both, but only on one at a time. Their gaze was very steady and penetrating. When they rested on something, they seemed to devour it, to encompass the whole of it. They bulged slightly and the irises were golden round black pupils which were now wide. They were animal eyes, not human, and they seemed to blaze.

    The nose was wide without being particularly negroid. The nostrils did not gape at you. The lips were only slightly everted, but thick and dark. They opened only when the man spoke and then they opened wide and drew back from the teeth and the pale pink gums.
    There were few wrinkles or creases on the face, but there were two deep clefts above the nose, the clefts of concentration. Above them the forehead bulged slightly before merging with the polished, hairless crown.

    Curiously, there was nothing disproportionate about the monstrous head. It was carried on a wide, short neck supported by the shoulders of a giant. Bond knew from the records that he was six and a half foot tall and weighed twenty stone, and that little of it was fat. But the total impression was awe-inspiring, even terrifying, and Bond could imagine that so ghastly a misfit must have been bent since childhood on revenge against fate and against the world that hated because it feared him.

    The Big Man was draped in a dinner-jacket. There was a hint of vanity in the diamonds that blazed on his shirt-front and at his cuffs. His huge flat hands rested half-curled on the table in front of him. There were no signs of cigarettes or an ash-tray and the smell of the room was neutral. There was nothing on the desk save a large intercom with about twenty switches and, incongruously, a very small ivory riding-crop with a long thin white lash.

    Mr. Big gazed with silent and deep concentration across the table at Bond.

  • mtmmtm United Kingdom
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    Ah that's funny, I did think 'Bleeding Heart' would be a good Bond title, I had no idea it was a Fleming chapter title too.
  • RichardTheBruceRichardTheBruce I'm motivated by my Duty.
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    By extension it kind of lends itself to the Licence to Kill reference as well, @mtm.

    Conflating Dario's actions, the dialog, and the track from the score.

    My Bloody Valentine (1981), George Mihalka.
    A decades-old folk tale surrounding a deranged murderer killing those who celebrate Valentine's Day turns out to be true to legend when a group defies the killer's order and people start turning up dead.


    My Bloody Valentine (2009), Patrick Lussier.
    Tom returns to his hometown on the tenth anniversary of the Valentine's night massacre that claimed the lives of 22 people. Instead of a homecoming, Tom finds himself suspected of committing the murders, and it seems like his old flame is the only one that believes he's innocent.


    Licence to Kill, John Glen, 1989.
    What did he promise you? His heart? Give her his heart.
    You liked my little valentine, huh?

    Licence to Kill, "His Funny Valentine", Michael Kamen.

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    Red Carpet (2005), Luís Alberto Pereira.
    [Tapete Vermelho, original Portuguese title]
    Quinzinho (Matheus Nachtergaele) has a promise to keep: take your child, Neco (Vinicius Miranda), to the city to watch a movie Mazzaropi. They live in a small farm in São Paulo.

    Red Carpet (2014), Reza Attaran.
    An Iranian man with high hopes of becoming a professional actor arrives in Cannes, France, to meet Spielberg but his expectations and the reality are not so much alike.

    Red Carpet (2020), Scott Altman.
    An aspiring actress gets caught up in L.A.'s underworld.

    Red Carpet Burn (2020), Mark Steven Shepherd.
    RED CARPET BURN is a film which questions and explores the commodity of celebrity.


    Live and Let Die, Ian Fleming, 1954.
    Chapter 1 - The Red Carpet
    THERE are moments of great luxury in the life of a secret agent. There are assignments on which he is required to act the part of a very rich man; occasions when he takes refuge in good living to efface the memory of danger and the shadow of death; and times when, as was now the case, he is a guest in the territory of an allied Secret Service.

    From the moment the BOAC Stratocruiser taxied up to the International Air Terminal at Idlewild, James Bond was treated like royalty.

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    The Big Picture (1950–1967).
    30min | Documentary | TV Series, 29 episodes
    Various aspects of the U.S. Army are illustrated.
    Stars: Stuart Queen, Audie Murphy, Vic Morrow, Lorne Green, Robert Mitchum, Dick Cavett.


    The Big Picture (1989), Christopher Guest. Kevin Bacon, Jennifer Jason Leigh. Teri Hatcher, John Cleese.
    Film school grad Nick Chapman thought his career was made after his award winning short film, but discovered Hollywood wasn't as easy as it seems.


    The Big Picture (2010), Eric Lartigau.
    [L'homme qui voulait vivre sa vie, original title)
    A successful Paris lawyer is forced to re-invent his life after he makes a fatal mistake.


    Casino Royale, Martin Campbell, 2006.
    M: Exactly. One bomb-maker. We're trying to find out how an entire network of terrorist groups is financed... and you give us one bomb-maker. Hardly the big picture, wouldn't you say?
    Le Chiffre: But you are so wrong! Because even after I slaughtered you and your little girlfriend... your people would still welcome me with open arms... because they need what I know.

    Bond: (The big picture.)

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    La petite allumeuse (1987), Danièle Dubroux.
    Camille, fifteen, sets her sights on Jean-Louis, in his forties, who never stops joining a woman in Angouleme.


    The Sweetest Thing (2002), Roger Kumble.
    [Allumeuses!, French title]
    A girl finds she is forced to educate herself on the etiquette of wooing the opposite sex when she meets Mr. Right.


    Live and Let Die, Ian Fleming, 1954.
    Chapter 11 - Allumeuse
    Bond shrugged his shoulders. If anyone came, it would be through the doors. He would just have to stay awake.

    Solitaire called for him. The room smelled of Balmain's 'Vent Vert'. She was leaning on her elbow and looking down at him from the upper berth.

    The bedclothes were pulled up round her shoulder. Bond guessed that she was naked. Her black hair fell away from her head in a dark cascade. With only the reading-lamp on behind her, her face was in shadow. Bond climbed up the little aluminium ladder and leant towards her. She reached towards him and suddenly the bedclothes fell away from her shoulders.

    'Damn you,' said Bond. 'You?'

    She put her hand over his mouth.
    '"Allumeuse" is the nice word for it,' she said. 'It is fun for me to be able to tease such a strong silent man. You burn with such an angry, flame. It is the only game I have to play with you and I shan't be able to play it for long. How many days until your hand is well again?'
    Bond bit hard into the soft hand over his mouth. She gave a little scream.

    'Not many,' said Bond. 'And then one day when you're playing your little game you'll suddenly find yourself pinned down like a butterfly.'

    She put her arms round him and they kissed, long and passionately.

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    Valley of Shadows (2017), Jonas Matzow Gulbrandsen.
    (Skyggenes dal, original Norwegian title)
    In this mystery drama we follow Aslak (6) in a quest for answers about recent tragic events. Valley of Shadows is a film in the tradition of the Scandinavian Gothic.


    Valley of Shadows (TBD)


    Live and Let Die, Ian Fleming, 1954.
    Chapter 19 - Valley of Shadows
    BOND was carried straight to the bottom by the weight of the limpet mine that he had secured to his chest with tapes and by the leaded belt which he wore round his waist to correct the buoyancy of the compressed-air cylinders.

    He didn't pause for an instant but immediately streaked across the first fifty yards of open sand in a fast crawl, his face just above the sand. The long webbed feet would almost have doubled his normal speed if he had not been hampered by the weight he was carrying and by the light harpoon gun in his left hand, but he travelled fast and in under a minute he came to rest in the shadow of a mass of sprawling coral.

    He paused and examined his sensations.

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    Shiner (2000), John Irvin.
    The past catches up with a ruthlessly ambitious boxing promoter.
    Stars: Michael Caine, Martin Landau.


    Shiner (2004), Christian Calson.
    Raising the subtext of "Fight Club'' into text, "Shiner'' depicts a pair of amateur boxers gratified by punching each others' lights out.


    Shiner (2018), Seo Mutarevic.
    Matt sets out to live his dreams of becoming a world champion fighter. He meets Happy McBride, a washed up has-been, who takes him under his wing and introduces him to the underground world.


    Live and Let Die, Ian Fleming, 1954.
    Chapter 4 - The 'Shiner'
    "My deal," said Drax with authority. "Game all and we have a satisfactory inflation above the line. Now then, Max, see if you can't pick up a few aces. I'm tired of doing all the work." He dealt smoothly and slowly round the table, keeping up a running fire of rather heavy-handed banter with the company. "Long rubber," he said to M. who was sitting smoking his pipe between Drax and Basildon. "Sorry to have kept you out so long. How about a challenge after dinner? Max and I'll take on you and Commander Thingummy. What did you say his name was? Good player?"

    "Bond," said M. "James Bond. Yes, I think we'd like that very much. What do you say, James?"

    Bond's eyes were glued to the bent head and slowly moving hands of the dealer. Yes, that was it! Got you, you bastard. A Shiner. A simple, bloody Shiner that wouldn't have lasted five minutes in a pro's game. M. saw the glint of assurance in Bond's eyes as they met across the table.

    "Fine," said Bond cheerfully. "Couldn't be better."

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    Blades (1989), Thomas R. Rondinella.
    People are showing up sliced and diced at Tall Grass Country Club. Norman, the owner of the club, wants to avoid undue publicity on the eve of the televised pro-am tournament.


    Moonraker, Ian Fleming, 1955.
    Chapter 5 - Dinner at Blades
    IT WAS eight o'clock as Bond followed M. through the tall doors, across the well of the staircase from the card room, that opened into the beautiful white and gold Regency dining-room of Blades.

    M. chose not to hear a call from Basildon who was presiding over the big centre table where there were still two places vacant. Instead, he walked firmly across the room to the end one of a row of six smaller tables, waved Bond into the comfortable armed chair that faced outwards into the room, and himself took the one on Bond's left so that his back was to the company.

    The head steward was already behind Bond's chair. He placed a broad menu card beside his plate and handed another to M. 'Blades' was written in fine gold script across the top. Below there was a forest of print.

    "Don't bother to read through all that," said M., "unless you've got no ideas. One of the first rules of the club, and one of the best, was that any member may speak for any dish, cheap or dear, but he must pay for it. The same's true today, only the odds are one doesn't have to pay for it. Just order what you feel like." He looked up at the steward.

    "Any of that Beluga caviar left, Porterfield?"

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    The Red Phone: Manhunt (2002), Jerry Jameson. Michael Ironside, Ben Cross.
    A NATO train with C4 etc. is hit by Van Eyck and his men, followed by an airplane. The private anti terror agency AT13 gets involved as a European head of state is next target.


    Red Phone 2 (2003), Jerry Jameson. Michael Ironside, Ben Cross.
    (The Red Phone: Checkmate, original title)
    An international police force works together to combat worldwide terrorism.


    Moonraker, Ian Fleming, 1955.
    Part Two: Tuesday, Wednesday
    Chapter 8 - The Red Telephone
    If one had time, thought Bond, one ought to seek those people out, if they existed, and really find out about this man, perhaps get him in the killing-bottle before it was too late.

    Too late? Bond smiled to himself. What was he being so dramatic about? What had this man done to him? Made him a present of £15,000. Bond shrugged. It was none of his business anyway. But that last remark of his, 'Spend it quickly, Commander Bond.' What had he meant by that? It must be those words, Bond reflected, that had stayed in the back of his mind and made him ponder so carefully over the problem of Drax.

    Bond turned brusquely away from the window. To hell with it, he thought. I'm getting obsessed myself. Now then. Fifteen thousand pounds. A miraculous windfall. All right then, he would spend it quickly. He sat down at his desk and picked up a pencil. He thought for a moment and then wrote carefully on a memorandum pad headed 'Top Secret':

    (1) Rolls-Bentley Convertible, say £5,000.
    (2) Three diamond clips at £250 each, £750.

    He paused. That still left nearly £10,000. Some clothes, paint the flat, a set of the new Henry Cotton irons, a few dozen of the Taittinger champagne. But those could wait. He would go that afternoon and buy the clips and talk to Bentleys. Put all the rest into gold shares. Make a fortune. Retire.
    In angry protest the red telephone splintered the silence "Can you come up? M. wants you." It was the Chief of Staff, speaking urgently.

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    Special Branch (TV Series 1969–1974)
    Groundbreaking British police drama series following the exploits of the Special Branch of the Metropolitan Police. An elite group of officers tasked with protecting London from spies, terrorists, and subversives.


    Moonraker, Ian Fleming, 1955.
    Chapter 10 - Special Branch Agent
    You could not be in the waiting-room of the Special Branch for any innocent purpose. You were either prosecuting or defending.
    At last the woman came for him. He stubbed out his cigarette in the top of the Player's cigarette tin that serves as an ashtray in the waiting-rooms of government departments, and followed her across the corridor.

    After the gloom of the waiting-room the unseasonable fire in the hearth of the large cheerful room had seemed like a trick, like the cigarette offered you by the Gestapo.
    It had taken Bond a full five minutes to shake off his depression and realize that Ronnie Vallance was relieved to see him, that he was not interested in inter-departmental jealousies and that he was only looking to Bond to protect the Moonraker and get one of his best officers out of what might be a bad mess.

    Vallance was a man of great tact. For the first few minutes he had spoken only of M. And he had spoken with inside knowledge and with sincerity. Without even mentioning the case he had gained Bond's friendship and co-operation.

    As Bond swung the Bentley through the crowded streets of Maidstone he reflected that Vallance's gift had come from twenty years of avoiding the corns of MI5, of working in with the uniformed branch of the police, and of handling ignorant politicians and affronted foreign diplomats.

    When Bond had left him after a quarter of an hour's hard talking, each man knew that he had acquired an ally. Vallance had seized up Bond and knew that Gala Brand would get all Bond's help and whatever protection she needed. He also respected Bond's professional approach to the assignment and his absence of departmental rivalry with the Special Branch. As for Bond, he was full of admiration for what he had learned about Vallance's agent, and he felt that he was no longer naked and that he had Vallance and the whole of Vallance's department behind him.

    Bond had left Scotland Yard with the feeling that he had achieved Clausewitz's first principle. He had made his base secure.

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    The Moonraker (1958), David MacDonald. George Baker.
    After the battle of Worcester at the end of the Civil War, the main aim of Oliver Cromwell's Commonwealth is to capture Charles Stuart. The future king's escape depends on the intrepid Earl of Dawlish.


    Moonraker, Ian Fleming, 1955.
    Chapter 2 - The Columbite King
    "And then came his astonishing letter to the Queen: "Your Majesty, may I have the temerity...' and the typical genius of the single banner-line across the Express next day : TEMERITY DRAX, and the story of how he had given to Britain his entire holding in Columbite to build a super atomic rocket with a range that would cover nearly every capital in Europe-the immediate answer to anyone who tried to atom-bomb London. £ 10,000,000 he was going to put up out of his own pocket, and he had the design of the thing and was prepared to find the staff to build it.

    "And then there were months of delay and everyone got impatient. Questions in the House. The Opposition nearly forced a vote of Confidence. And then the announcement by the Prime Minister that the design had been approved by the Woomera Range experts of the Ministry of Supply, and that the Queen had been graciously pleased to accept the gift on behalf of the people of Britain and had conferred a knighthood on the donor."
    Bond paused, almost carried away by the story of this extraordinary man.
    "Yes," said M. "Peace in Our Time-This Time. I remember the headline. A year ago. And now the rocket's nearly ready. 'The Moonraker". And from all I hear it really should do what he says. It's very odd." He relapsed into silence, gazing out of the window.
    He turned back and faced Bond across the desk.

    "That's about it," he said slowly. "I don't know much more than you do. A wonderful story. Extraordinary man." He paused, reflecting. "There's only one thing..." M. tapped the stem of his pipe against his teeth.

    "What's that, sir?" asked Bond.
    Chapter 12 - The Moonraker.
    IT WAS like being inside the polished barrel of a huge gun. From the floor, forty feet below, rose circular walls of polished metal near the top of which he and Drax clung like two flies. Up through the centre of the shaft, which was about thirty feet wide, soared a pencil of glistening chromium, whose point, tapering to a needle-sharp antenna, seemed to graze the roof twenty feet above their heads.
    The shimmering projectile rested on a blunt cone of latticed steel which rose from the floor between the tips of three severely back-swept delta fins that looked as sharp as surgeons' scalpels. But otherwise nothing marred the silken sheen of the fifty feet of polished chrome steel except the spidery fingers of two light gantries which stood out from the walls and clasped the waist of the rocket between thick pads of foam-rubber.

    Where they touched the rocket, small access doors stood open in the steel skin and, as Bond looked down, a man crawled out of one door on to the narrow platform of the gantry and closed the door behind him with a gloved hand. He walked gingerly along the narrow bridge to the wall and turned a handle. There was a sharp whine of machinery and the gantry took its padded hand off the rocket and held it poised in the air like the forelegs of a praying mantis. The whine altered to a deeper tone and the gantry slowly telescoped in on itself. Then it reached out again and seized the rocket ten feet lower down. Its operator crawled out along its arm and opened another small access door and disappeared inside.

    "Probably checking the fuel-feed from the after tanks," said Drax. "Gravity feed. Ticky bit of design. What do you think of her?" He looked with pleasure at Bond's rapt expression.

    "One of the most beautiful things I've ever seen," said Bond. It was easy to talk. There was hardly a sound in the great steel shaft and the voices of the men clustered below under the tail of the rocket were no more than a murmur.

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    Dead Reckoning (1947), John Cromwell, Humphrey Bogart.
    A soldier runs away rather than receive the Medal of Honor, so his buddy gets permission to investigate, and love and death soon follow.


    Dead Reckoning (1990), Robert Michael Lewis. Cliff Robertson, Rick Springfield, Susan Blakely.
    A doctor, his wife and her lover make a voyage on the yacht of the doctor. But when the weather turns very bad they have to stop the seacruise and seek refuge on a lonley island.


    Dead Reckoning (TV Series 2020– ).
    A true crime recreation series.


    Moonraker, Ian Fleming, 1955.
    Chapter 13 - Dead Reckoning
    ON WEDNESDAY morning Bond woke early in the dead man's bed.
    He had slept little. Drax had said nothing on their way back to the house and had bidden him a curt good-night at the foot of the stairs. Bond had walked along the carpeted corridor to where light shone from an open door and had found his things neatly laid out in a comfortable bedroom.

    The room was furnished in the same expensive taste as the ground floor and there were biscuits and a bottle of Vichy (not a Vichy bottle of tap-water, Bond established) beside the Heal bed.

    There were no signs of the previous occupant except a leather case containing binoculars on the dressing-table and a metal filing cabinet which was locked. Bond knew about filing cabinets. He tilted it against the wall, reached underneath, and found the bottom end of the bar-lock which protrudes downwards when the top section has been locked. Upwards pressure released the drawers one by one and he softly lowered the edge of the cabinet back on to the floor with the unkind reflection that Major Tallon would not have survived very long in the Secret Service.

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    The Godfather (1969, 1972).
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    The Persuader (1957), Dick Ross.
    Oklahoma Territory rancher Mark Bonham is killed for his law-and-order convictions in a community that is terrorized by rancher Bick Justin and his gang of henchmen.


    The Persuaders! TV Series (1971–1972). Roger Moore, Tony Curtis.
    Two worlds collide when the titled Englishman, Lord Brett Sinclair, and the Bronx-raised, self-made American Danny Wilde, reluctantly join forces to right wrongs, and to protect the innocent.


    The Persuader (1973), Yehiel Ne'eman.
    Ha-Meshahnei'a Ba'am (original title)
    Moris Aflalo hasn't forgotten that he saved his officer's life back in the days of his military service. Now that his father has financial difficulties, they meet again.


    Moonraker, Ian Fleming, 1955.
    Chapter 21 - The Persuader
    When they were both tied securely and painfully to the arms and legs of two tubular steel chairs a few feet apart beneath the glass wall-map, Krebs left the room. He came back in a moment with a mechanic's blowtorch.

    He set the ugly machine on the desk, pumped air into it with a few brisk strokes of the plunger, and set a match to it. A blue flame hissed out a couple of inches into the room. He picked up the instrument and walked towards Gala. He stopped a few feet to one side of her.
    "Now then," said Drax grimly. "Let's get this over without any fuss. The good Krebs is an artist with one of those things. We used to call him Der Zwangsmann--The Persuader. I shall never forget the way he went over the last spy we caught together. Just south of the Rhine, wasn't it, Krebs?"

  • wintandkiddfaroutwintandkiddfarout Australia
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    This has never been made into a movie as far as I know. but once when browsing through a book exchange I saw a title that most sounded fitting for a Bond adventure.

    Heads You Die, Tails They Kill You
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    Agree, @wintandkiddfarout.

    I also recall it was used for Steve Cole's own Young Bond novel published 2016.


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    Pandora's Box (1929), Georg Wilhelm Pabst.
    (Die Büchse der Pandora, original title)
    The rise and inevitable fall of an amoral but naive young woman whose insouciant eroticism inspires lust and violence in those around her.


    Moonraker, Ian Fleming, 1955.
    Chapter 22 - Pandora's Box
    My REAL name," said Drax, addressing himself to Bond, "is Graf Hugo von der Drache. My mother was English and because of her I was educated in England until I was twelve. Then I could stand this filthy country no longer and I completed my education in Berlin and Leipzig."

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    The Zero Hour (1939), Sidney Salkow.
    A theater producer and his protege star fall in love and decide to wed. In route to their nuptials, tragedy strikes and the would-be groom ends up bound to a wheelchair. Nine years later, the wife tries to adopt a little girl.


    Zero Hour! (1957), Hall Bartlett. Dana Andrews, Linda Darnell, Sterling Hayden.
    In 1950s Canada, during a commercial flight, the pilots and some passengers suffer food poisoning, thus forcing an ex-WW2 fighter pilot to try to land the airliner in heavy fog. [Later lampooned in Airplane!]


    Less Than Zero (1987), Marek Kanievska.
    A college freshman returns to L.A. for the holidays at his ex-girlfriend's request, but discovers that his former best friend has an out-of-control drug habit.


    Zero Effect (1998), Jake Kasdan.
    The world's greatest detective Daryl Zero aided by his associate Steve Arlo investigates a complex and mysterious case of blackmail and missing keys for shady tycoon Gregory Stark who is less than forthcoming about what is really happening!


    Zero (2009), Pawel Borowski.
    A story about love and hatred, about those who cheat and who are cheated, about violence and sex and surprising secrets which we learn within these strange twenty four hours.


    The Zero Theorem (2013), Terry Gilliam. Christoph Waltz.
    A hugely talented but socially isolated computer operator is tasked by Management to prove the Zero Theorem: that the universe ends as nothing, rendering life meaningless. But meaning is what he already craves.


    Zero Motivation (2014), Talya Lavie.
    (Efes beyahasei enosh (original title)
    A unit of female Israeli soldiers at a remote desert base bide their time as they count down the minutes until they can return to civilian life.


    Betting on Zero (2016), Ted Braun.
    Writer/director Ted Braun follows controversial hedge fund titan Bill Ackman as he puts a billion dollars on the line in his crusade to expose Herbalife as the largest pyramid scheme in history.


    Moonraker, Ian Fleming, 1955.
    Chapter 23 - Zero Minus
    THROUGH HALF-CLOSED eyes Bond looked intently at the torch while for a few precious seconds he sat and let life creep back into his body. His head felt as if it had been used as a football, but there was nothing broken. Drax had hit him unscientifically and with the welter of blows of a drunken man.
    Chapter 24 - Zero.
    "THEN WE'RE all agreed?"

    "Yes, Sir Hugo," it was the Minister of Supply speaking. Bond recognized the dapper, assured figure. "Those are the settings. My people have checked them independently with the Air Ministry this morning."
    Chapter 25 - Zero Plus.
    "... TWO HUNDRED dead so far and about the same number missing," said M. "Reports still coming in from the East Coast and there's bad news from Holland. Breached miles of their sea defences. Most of our losses were among the patrol craft. Two of them capsized, including the Merganzer. Commanding Officer missing. And that BBC chap. Goodwin Lightships broke their moorings. No news from Belgium or France yet. There are going to be some pretty heavy bills to pay when everything gets sorted out."

    Zero Minus Ten, Raymond Benson, 1997.
    Chapter 1 - Coundown
    Zero Minus One: June 30, 1997 P.M., Hong Kong
    The news had hit the morning papers of June 29. The South
    China Morning Post
    front-page headline declared, "Chinese Gen-
    eral in Drug-Smuggling Scheme." The Hong Kong Standardcar-
    ried the photographs Li's men had taken, accompanied by the
    headline "Murdered Chinese General in Drug Plot."
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    Hot Ice (1952), Kenneth Hume.

    Hot Ice (1977), Stephen C. Apostolof.
    Winford and his wife Charlotte are criminals, who end up at a remote ski resort, where a rock star named "Diamond Jim" is performing. Winford and Charlotte steal his diamonds, which were kept in a safe behind the hotel's main desk.


    Hot Ice (1987), Brian Phillis.
    A saga of gangsters, dangerous women, a love-struck hitman and a beautiful widow.

    Hot Ice (2000), Karl Ernest.
    "New York's hottest dancer is also its coldest killer."


    Diamonds Are Forever, Ian Fleming, 1956.
    Chapter 3 - Hot Ice
    Bond nodded. "Specialist crooks never take other people's lines seriously. I bet he wouldn't have talked to her about one of his country house jobs."

    "Not on your life," agreed Vallance. "Or we'd have had him inside years ago. Anyway, it seems he was contacted by a friend of a friend and agreed to do a smuggling job to America for $5000. Payable on delivery. My girl asked him if it was drugs. And he laughed and said 'no-better still, Hot Ice'. Had he got the diamonds? No. His next job was to contact his 'guard'. Tomorrow evening at the Trafalgar Palace. Five o'clock in her room. A girl called Case. She would tell him what to do and go over with him." Vallance got up and paced to and fro in front of the framed forgeries of five pound notes that lined the wall opposite the windows. "These smugglers generally go in pairs when big stuff is being moved. The carrier is never quite trusted, and the men at the other end like to have a witness in case anything goes wrong at the customs. Then the big men don't get caught napping if the carrier talks."

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    Feuilles mortes (Dead Leaves) (2016), Thierry Bouffard, Carnior, Edouard Tremblay.
    L'intrigue se déroule dans un Québec rural en faillite. Les villages se sont refermés sur eux-mêmes, les fermiers défendent leurs terres à la pointe de leurs fusils et les routes sont hantées par des bandes brigands sans foi ni loi. Nous suivons trois personnages dont les destins sont liés les uns aux autres. Bob, vagabond solitaire à la recherche de son frère, Léon et son gang de charognards et Marianne, qui cherche refuge dans un village après que sa famille ait été décimée par un groupe de bandits de grands chemin. À deux pas de l'hiver, dans un univers hostile, tous devront sacrifier leur humanité au prix de leur survie. Ils sont: les feuilles mortes.
    The plot takes place in a bankrupt rural Quebec. The villages have closed in on themselves, the farmers are defending their land at gunpoint and the roads are haunted by gangs of bandits without faith or law. We follow three characters whose destinies are linked to each other. Bob, a lonely wanderer in search of his brother, Leon and his gang of scavengers and Marianne, who seeks refuge in a village after her family is wiped out by a group of highwaymen. A stone's throw from winter, in a hostile universe, everyone will have to sacrifice their humanity at the cost of their survival. They are: dead leaves.


    Diamonds Are Forever, Ian Fleming, 1956.
    Chapter 5 - Feuilles Mortes
    BOND felt the liftman watching him as he walked down the long, quiet corridor to the end room, Room 350. Bond wasn't surprised. He knew there was more petty crime in this hotel than in any other large hotel in London. Vallance had once shown him the big monthly crime map of London. He had pointed to the forest of little flags round the Trafalgar Palace. "That place annoys the map-room men," he had said. "Every month this corner gets so pitted with holes they have to paste fresh paper over it to hold the next month's pins."

    As Bond neared the end of the corridor he could hear a piano swinging a rather sad tune. At the door of 350 he knew the music came from behind it. He recognized the tune. It was "Feuilles Mortes". He knocked.

    "Come in." The hall porter had telephoned and the voice was waiting for him.
    "Feuilles Mortes", by Jacques Prévert, sung by Yves Montand.

    Frank Sinatra.

    Iggy Pop.

    Yves Montand.

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    Dead Leaves sounds more like an anthology of horror stories for Halloween. Because it is:
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    Champagne amer (1989), Ridha Behi, Henri Vart.
    As French colonial rule unravels in Tunisia, Paul is having an affair with nightclub singer Betty. An Arab teenager develops a crush on her. It seems he's Paul illegitimate son.


    Diamonds Are Forever, Ian Fleming, 1956.
    Chapter 9 - Bitter Champagne
    "I'M not going to sleep with you," said Tiffany Case in a matter-of-fact voice, "so don't waste your money getting me tight. But I'll have another and probably another one after that. I just don't want to drink your Vodka Martinis under false pretences."

    Bond laughed. He gave the order and turned back to her. "We haven't ordered dinner yet," he said. "I was going to suggest shellfish and hock. That might have changed your mind. The combination's supposed to have quite an effect."

    "Listen, Bond," said Tiffany Case, "it'd take more than Crab-meat Ravigotte to get me into bed with a man. In any event, since it's your check, I'm going to have caviar, and what you English call 'cutlets', and some pink champagne. I don't often date a good-looking Englishman and the dinner's going to live up to the occasion." Suddenly she leant towards him and reached out a hand and put it over his. "Sorry," she said abruptly. "I didn't mean that about the check. The dinner's on me. But I did mean it about the occasion."

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    Rue de la paix (1927), Henri Diamant-Berger. A designer is in love with a model, who ends up creating her own fashion house, with the help of a millionaire who is also in love with her.


    Wikipedia: The rue de la Paix is a fashionable shopping street in the center of Paris.,_Paris

    Diamonds Are Forever, Ian Fleming, 1956.
    Chapter 15 - Rue De La Pay
    The great six-lane highway stretched on through a forest of multi-coloured signs and frontages until it lost itself downtown in a dancing lake of heat waves. The day was as hot and sultry as a fire opal. The swollen sun burned straight down the middle of the frying concrete and there was no shade anywhere except under the few scattered palms in the forecourts of the motels. A glittering gunfire of light-splinters shot at Bond's eyes from the windscreens of oncoming cars and from their blaze of chrome styling, and he felt his wet shirt clinging to his skin.

    "Coming into the Strip now," said the driver. "Otherwise known as the 'Rue de la Pay'. Spelt p.a.y. Joke. See?"

    "Got it," said Bond.

    "On ya right, The Flamingo," said Ernie Cureo as they passed a low-lying modernistic hotel with a huge tower of neon, now dead, outside it. "Bugsy Siegel built that back in 1946. He came over to Vegas from the coast one day and took a looki round. Had a lot of hot money looking for investment. Vegas was goin' great guns. Town wide open. Gambling. Legalized cat-shops. Nice set-up. It didn't take long for Bugsy to catch on. He saw the possibilities."

    Bond laughed at the pregnant phrase.

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    Roseland (1977), James Ivory. Teresa Wright, Christopher Walken.
    "Roseland" is made up of three stories, sometimes connecting, all set in the famed New York dance palace, and all having the same theme: finding the right dance partner.


    From Russia With Love, Ian Fleming, 1957.
    Chapter 1 - Roseland
    The naked man who lay splayed out on his face beside the swimming pool might have been dead.

    He might have been drowned and fished out of the pool and laid out on the grass to dry while the police or the next-of-kin were summoned. Even the little pile of objects in the grass beside his head might have been his personal effects, meticulously assembled in full view so that no one should think that something had been stolen by his rescuers.

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    A Labor of Love (1976), Robert Flaxman, Daniel Goldman.
    Fly on the wall documentary about the making of The Last Affair (1976), which was an independent feature made in Chicago, Illinois with a stipulation mandated by its financial backers that explicit hardcore sex scenes in order to capitalize on the porno chic trend which was popular in the mid-1970's.


    Labour of Love (2014), Aditya Vikram Sengupta.
    (Asha Jaoar Majhe)
    Set in the crumbling environs of Calcutta, Labour of Love is a lyrical unfolding of two ordinary lives suspended in the duress of a spiralling recession.


    Labour of Love (2015), Caglar Malli.
    An amateur racing team consists of motorsport enthusiasts from every inhabited continent of the world decided to take on one of the toughest endurance races on the planet, the Dubai 24 Hours.


    From Russia With Love, Ian Fleming, 1957.
    Chapter 9 - A Labour of Love
    Tatiana drew the photograph cautiously towards her as if it might catch fire. She looked down warily at the handsome, ruthless face. She tried to think, to imagine ... `I cannot tell, Comrade Colonel. He is good-looking. Perhaps if he was gentle . . .' She pushed the photograph anxiously away from her.

    `No, keep it, my dear. Put it up beside your bed and think of this man. You will learn more about him later in your new work. And now,' the eyes glittered behind the square panes of glass, `would you like to know what your new work is to be? The task for which you have been chosen from all the girls in Russia?'

    `Yes, indeed, Comrade Colonel,' Tatiana looked obediently across at the intent face that was now pointing at her like a gun-dog.

    The wet, rubbery lips parted enticingly. `It is a simple, delightful duty you have been chosen for, Comrade Corporal---a real labour of love, as we say. It is a matter of falling in love. That is all. Nothing else. Just falling in love with this man.'

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    Death Warrant (1990), Deran Sarafian. Jean-Claude van Damme.
    In a violent and corrupt prison, decorated cop Louis Burke must infiltrate the jail to find answers to a number of inside murders. What he finds is a struggle of life and death tied in to his own past.


    From Russia With Love, Ian Fleming, 1957.
    Chapter 6 - Death Warrant

    `Y*b**nna mat!' The gross obscenity was a favourite with General G. His hand slapped down on the desk. `Comrade, there certainly is ``a man called Bond'' as you put it.' His voice was sarcastic. `James Bond. [He pronounced it ``Shems''.] And nobody, myself included, could think of this spy's name! We are indeed forgetful. No wonder the Intelligence apparat is under criticism.'
    General G.'s hand went to the internal office telephone. He spoke to his A.D.C. `Death Warrant,' he said harshly. `Made out in the name of ``James Bond''.' He spelled the names out. `Description: Angliski Spion. Crime: Enemy of the State.' He put the receiver back and leant forward in his chair. `And now it will be a question of devising an appropriate konspiratsia. And one that cannot fail!' He smiled grimly. `We cannot have another of those Khoklov affairs.'
    `And now, Comrade Kronsteen. Are there any points to discuss before we put the full machinery in motion? I should mention that the Praesidium has approved the target and ratified the death warrant. I have reported the broad lines of your plan to Comrade General Grubozaboyschikov. He is in agreement. The detailed execution has been left entirely in my hands. The combined planning and operations staff has been selected and is waiting to begin work. Have you any last minute thoughts, Comrade?'

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    Soft Living (1928), James Tinling.
    Nancy Woods, secretary to a divorce lawyer, is tantalized by the idea of collecting alimony payments, she marries Stockney Webb with the intention of fleecing him after the honeymoon.


    From Russia With Love, Ian Fleming, 1957.
    Part Two: The Execution
    Chapter 11 - The Soft Life
    The blubbery arms of the soft life had Bond round the neck and they were slowly strangling him. He was a man of war and when, for a long period, there was no war, his spirit went into a decline.
    In his particular line of business, peace had reigned for nearly a year. And peace was killing him.

    At 7.30 on the morning of Thursday, August 12th, Bond awoke in his comfortable flat in the plane-tree'd square off the King's Road and was disgusted to find that he was thoroughly bored with the prospect of the day ahead. Just as, in at least one religion, accidie is the first of the cardinal sins, so boredom, and particularly the incredible circumstance of waking up bored, was the only vice Bond utterly condemned.

    Bond reached out and gave two rings on the bell to show May, his treasured Scottish housekeeper, that he was ready for breakfast. Then he abruptly flung the single sheet off his naked body and swung his feet to the floor.
    Chapter 14 - Darko Kerim
    His room, with its few sticks of aged furniture and an iron bedstead, was what he had expected. He only looked to see if there were the blood spots of squashed bugs on the wall-paper behind the bedhead before dismissing the concièrge.

    He had been premature. When he went into the bathroom and turned on the hot tap it gave a deep sigh, then a deprecating cough, and finally ejected a small centipede into the basin. Bond morosely washed the centipede away with the thin stream of brownish water from the cold tap.
    So much, he had reflected wryly, for choosing an hotel because its name had amused him and because he had wanted to get away from the soft life of big hotels.
    But he had slept well, and now, with the reservation that he must buy some insecticide, he decided to forget about his comforts and get on with the day.

    Bond got out of bed, drew back the heavy red plush curtains and leant on the iron balustrade and looked out over one of the most famous views in the world---on his right the still waters of the Golden Horn, on his left the dancing waves of the unsheltered Bosphorus, and, in between, the tumbling roofs, soaring minarets and crouching mosques of Pera. After all, his choice had been good. The view made up for many bedbugs and much discomfort.
    Chapter 24 - Out of Danger?
    They hammered into the mountains of Slovenia where the apple trees and the chalets were almost Austrian. The train laboured its way through Ljubliana. The girl awoke. They had breakfast of fried eggs and hard brown bread and coffee that was mostly chicory. The restaurant car was full of cheerful English and American tourists from the Adriatic coast, and Bond thought with a lift of the heart that by the afternoon they would be over the frontier into western Europe and that a third dangerous night was gone.
    He slept until Sezana. The hard-faced Yugoslav plain-clothes men came on board. Then Yugoslavia was gone and Poggioreale came and the first smell of the soft life with the happy jabbering of Italian officials and the carefree upturned faces of the station crowd. The new diesel-electric engine gave a slap-happy whistle, the meadow of brown hands fluttered, and they were loping easily down into Venezia, towards the distant sparkle of Trieste and the gay blue of the Adriatic.
    We've made it, thought Bond. I really think we've made it. He thrust the memory of the last three days away from him. Tatiana saw the tense lines in his face relax. She reached over and took his hand. He moved and sat close beside her. They looked out at the gay villas on the Corniche and at the sailing-boats and the people water-skiing.

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