Monday, January 01, 2007

The name is Bond...James Bond

Imagine yourself as a Bond girl because 0-0-7 is upon us. And just as it is for a Bond girl...it promises to be a thrilling ride full of intrigue, adventure, breath-taking moments, and sleepless nights. It could make your heart race if you choose to enage yourself, becoming intertwined with its most intimate workings.....or if you let it pass you by, leave you plagued with ennui while 007 races off to thwart another villain.

No matter which Bond girl you are....or which Bond you prefer.....here's hoping 007 ends like a Bond movie - with the hero and heroine safe on the other side (usually between some satin sheets in a remote location with a martini and little else between them)

Happy New Year to all!

***Edited to add: The questions are pouring in, and if forced to choose, I'd have to say I'm Carey Lowell in A License to Kill or Denise Richards in The World is Not Enough.... And Roger Moore was the best traditional Bond, although I do enjoy Pierce Brosnan TREMENDOUSLY!

4 comments:

Ultra Toast Mosha God said...

As long as it doesn't end like 'On Her Majesty's Secret Service.'

Bond gets married. Wife gets shot.

Still, there's always the next one to look forward to!!

Yoda said...

Well, "Casino Royale" ended in a tragedy too :-(

Denise Richards?? Yum!

Flash said...

All I have to say is F*#% Denise Richards. Worst Bond Girl of all time. Hally Berry is a close second. Bond girls used to be dark, foreign (in most cases) sexy. Not dumb, idiotic and can't so shit.

The bond girls in this new one reclaim that spirit, and it shows in the overall movie.

Tony Gasbarro said...

I'm sorry. If I were to imagine myself a Bond girl, I'd have to abandon a lifetime of heterosexual maleness and thinking with the little head, and I would have to pretend I had an almost extra sensory intuition and determine if I liked Mr. Bond for his rakish good looks, for his impeccable fashion sense, or simply because he's good in the sack. And that's where it has to stop, because if I imagine myself with Mr. Bond in the sack, I just get the creeps because I'M A GUY!

SHEESH! Don't EVER make me do that AGAIN!