Ha!
Went to see Casino Royale today with the Mrs. She was beautiful. I looked like a total schlub. Seriously. I don't think I could've picked a worse outfit and I'm sitting next to a woman that should've been in the movie.
Gah!
She suggested I get my hair cut. I'm working on buffing up, so between the two I could look reasonably like the latest Bond if I gave it a go.
So, we could be a couple. Although I don't she'd want to be a "Bond Girl" considering what tends to happen to them.
What do you mean you haven't seen it?
Want to know what it's like?
Well, pop some corn, sit down on your couch, and have a team of ninjas strike out at you. ("Not now, Cato!")
Seriously. This is a tense movie with lots of action. Don't expect anyone you care about to live. Don't expect anyone you don't care about to live. Heck, you know that guy on the street today? Yeah, he was offed.
Okay, not everyone dies. Judi Dench, for example. She lives. I think Bond does to, but it's a wierd line there.
The ending? It's like this: With the revolver, in the Hall.
To sum up: I liked it. If you've liked any Bond flick ever, you'll like this one. He's a bit more rough than some of your other Bonds, but the body count is, I think, much lower. You'll be surprised somewhere.
"Shaken, not stirred?"
"Do I look like I give a damn?"
18.11.2006
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I suggested that your hair would look like his if you got it cut. But I don't think you really need a hair cut, say, until we get some money with which to do so.
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