Goldfinger (1964): It turns out that aside from a couple of iconic scenes, I hadn't seen this movie at all. It really did a speedrun of the formula, as Bond gets through an infiltration, an explosion, a fistfight, a drink, and makes out with a pretty girl, all before the opening credits. After FRWL this film went pretty far into the ridiculous, especially with regard to female character motivation, so it was something of a letdown. And the idea of murder-by-gold-paint hasn't gotten any less stupid. But it wasn't bad if you try really hard to suspend your disbelief.
Next up is Thunderball, which oddly enough is on Prime and not Max.