I had always avoided watching James Bond films after writing them off as a man’s fantasy flick, full of semi-clad girls, fast cars and ridiculous gadgets. However, my own interest in the Bond phenomena was sparked when I saw a billboard advert featuring the latest 007 star wearing nothing but a very tiny pair of swim shorts. I decided then that it was high time I got to grips with James Bond myself!
As Britain goes into Bond frenzy, celebrating 50 years since Sean Connery first graced our screens as the archetypal 007, now seems a better time than any. So, I’ve committed myself to an education in all things Bond by watching all 23 of the films.
I’m currently on the 4th movie and already I can see why men love this character, he is the epitome of cool; a suave, sophisticated and well-dressed man driving flash cars and dating attractive girls.
With each chapter in the Bond saga, the girls get more exotic and the names more far-fetched. I mean who would name their daughter Honey Rider, Pussy Galore or Mary Goodnight? The same could be said for the cars which get as extravagant and seductive as the women who join Bond’s adventures, from Aston Martins and Lotus Esprits to BMW sportscars and the Vanquish.
So, maybe I haven’t quite caught the Bond bug yet, but I’ve got another 19 films to go and of course there is still the infamous Daniel Craig beach scene to look forward to!
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